If I told you my secret, would you feel the same?
Would we share the same intimacy?
Is it really a secret when It's begging to be told.
Secrets feel like some type of forbidden mystery.
Trapt away never to be told.
Only those who witnessed it know.
But you witnessed it and still do not.
It won't be my secret forever
It'll soon be yours too.

I tell you
01001110-because there is no seeing with this wall between us,-01101111
so how can I show you?

The saddest part is telling you I'm fine
The saddest part is when I can't look into your eyes
The saddest part is me believing it's alright
The saddest part is I can't state what's been on my mind

The hardest thing was not remembering
Cause in my mind, it's all over, they are swirling
It's here and there and I've been trying
Trying so hard to get them off but I can't stop thinking

The most painful is me still holding
Still trying to save what's left but there's nothing
Letting my mind assume that we can go back to the beginning
But I also knew that we can't because the story's end is nearing


The most painful sight is you too is hurting
But we're left no choice we aren't for each other's loving
You are the Sun that shines in the morning
While I am the Moon that hovers darkness in the evening

And the saddest part, the saddest part is me telling you lies
That I'm not hurting, I didn't cry
Not a river when I lay at night
That I am happy and fine and I don't mind

Rappers still snitchin' and sales pitchin'
Lyrics so they can fit in
A society only to keeps eye on thee
Like 2pac feel the heat rock pow that's the sound of a glock
Now he left alone trying to dodge the cops
Feelin' sorrow behind a cell locked soon to knock
On time doors but it won't open so he keeps hopin'
That he's homies will hold em down
When he's the only one witness around
So don't look down on nobody else frown
At ya self for playing ya self
Heart bustin' like a bubble soon to be left to rubbles
Now he in search deeply tryna peep through the hubbles
But ain't nothing to see but bars paved in silver
Walls white and three hots cot to fill ya
Time just wasting away but now you stuck to Doomsday

I have a fear
A sense of doubt,
And I never wish
To let it out.

But in mind,
It haunts me so
Slithers about
In the darker groves.
And at moments
When I'm alone,
It sneaks on me
With its nasty hold.

It coils around my neck,
It scales the span
Of my body,
Pulling on me
Making me pale
And my body wobble.
Looks me in the eyes,
Hurts me till I cry,
I beg for relief
But I find myself
Escaping to a morbid sleep.

And before I die,
It lets me go.
Grins at me
And I know.
If I bury these things
Again it will show.