Too many secrets
Too many stories
Its an ocean , i have held it in my heart
Its good to drown
Its good to stop
Its good that i have them, good to get lost.
In the secrets, in the stories i forget my past , forget my being , forget my scars

I hold them tight
I hold them close
Because they give me hope
They tell me that i am not alone
There are too many stories that are not told.