Secret demons
So many secrets
inside my head
some jumping and screaming
begging to get out
others act dead
Secrets are frightning
dark
deep
I have to keep them
i can not speak
Secrets from others
are the easiest to keep
they are not mine
there is no link
all piling up in a big heap
my own secrets
eat me alive
keeping them inside
is a fight i must win
what keeps them inside is my drive
these secrets are animals
terrible beasts
they claw and scratch
digging deep
They try and destroy
while i try to rebuild
these monsters must not win
or i shall go
secrecy is bad
this i know
but there are so many secrets
burried in my head
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