Secrets, small statues of glass well kept in hidden lockers for they are so easy to break. Secrets that are kept from others cause we are afraid that they will change their minds for us, or we will hurt them.
The reallity is that secrets hurt more than the truth we try to hide beneath them, but the greatest mistake is that we think we'll make our lives better keeping them well guarded.
People make the separation truth or courage when there is no difference. You need courage to speak the truth but even more to hear and accept it.
So truth or lie, light or darkness. It's so discouraging to know that mankind in such dilemma has a proclivity to choose the most self destructive option.
Like the fish in the water we are, swimming between nets. Other visible and other not. We can get trapped in them but not for a lifetime, cause we insist to forget that we weave them and unlike fish we could break loose whenever we want.