Not all truths are truths to be told,
Secrecy is an understanding hidden,
From those around us.
Secrecy is a truth that should be,
Said or held captive in the minds of
The people we love.
Secrets are our trust and friendships,
Our life is full of them.
They give the anxiety of lust,
Lust for knowledge,
Knowledge of understanding.
But sometimes they aren’t told,
And our lust is strengthened by the
Things kept from us.
A secret is like a puzzle
It takes a longtime to resolve,
But once it’s all put together
The image is then shown to us,
The whole image
The truth
And depending on its looks
It can be either beautiful or ugly
And because of this.
Secrets are the things we keep
From one another to avoid
Havoc and scandal.
But it doesn’t just cause disaster
It gives hope
It gives desperation
It gives happiness,
Happiness of finding out a secret
That was meant for you
A surprise
A happy one of friends and family.