Secrets are meant to be kept to oneself,
not whispered to the entire world.
To be breathed into bottles and placed on the shelf,
not to be seen and unfurled.
Secrets are meant to be cherished,
and to bond the ones who share them.
They should be kept until your perish,
and not be used to condemn.
What do you guys think? Secrets are meant to be kept. Are they not?