Everyone has secrets. No one does not, except saints perhaps.
Secrets lead to lies.
To cover it up, they say.
For the layers of lies just keep adding on.
Look through the eyes, they say.
For they tell the truth, nothing but the truth.
Secrets lead to lies.
To cover it up, they say.
For the layers of lies just keep adding on.
Look through the eyes, they say.
For they tell the truth, nothing but the truth.
It's for your own good, they say.
For that is why lies exist and why secrets are kept.
I don't wish to lie.
I don't wish to hurt you.
But the longer I remain silent, the greater the amount of hurt you will receive, when the day comes. When the secret gets revealed.
What should I do?
What should I do?
I don't like to keep my troubles to only myself. But this time round, it seems that there is no one that I can turn to. No one will understand the position that I am in now. No one understands me better than myself. Maybe it's time for some independence and that walk alone. :)
And why do you go around telling others about me? Can't you keep a secret?
