I have so many secrets,
Some are full of regrets,
To others they are hidden,
Letting them know is a burden.
My knowledge are kept at void,
Questions about my secrets I avoid,
Those my secrets make you bothered?
Letting you know will make your heart battered.
Never show your true self. Keep the truth to yourself. Tell a fake story. Make up a false history. Nothing will change from the truth....
Playing outside on the streets. Games like tag or hide and seek. Having fun was always a treat. The past we all wish to repeat. Danger...
