Secerts

She felt right, she was strong, Thought no one could do her wrong SO her ear was always free for listening The secrets she was told Some were fresh and some were old she kept them even when her hairs were bristling And she was changing deep inside Closet bones losing spots to hide She found that her eyes were always listening Hidden words that once made her jolly Were now the catalyst of melancholy She wasn't lost, but her soul was surely missing Her curtains closed as she took her bow Heart emptying of secrets now As her cloudy eyes began their chronic misting She was weak, she felt wrong And so she ended like a song With no ear lent to her for much- needed listening Alone