The wind is blowing secrets,
There is a history only my heart knows,
I am unsure if this is jealousy,
Or can it be that it is only hate,
My heart has bubbled up with this agony,
At any moment I may explode,
The true feelings may escape,
They can destroy everything,
They can make fear become horror,
And it can turn care into hate,
I must keep these feeling locked up,
My hurt and betrayl will go unspoken,
The Truth Will Only Be Know In My Heart.