By K. R. Wonder
Secrets could be the reason for my insanity, Such bloody burdens deserving of such profanity,
They may hurt me, anger me, or cause me turmoil, But never mind how high the price, I will never unravel.
Under the rose they will remain for all eternity, Behind closed doors forever in my safe keep,
Protected and guarded with a cloak and dagger, Tame your inquiring mind for curiosity's a killer.
No one likes intruders invading the mysteries in their heads, If I uproot my precious roses, two may keep if one's dead,
Truth is everyone's got a hush-hush kept inside their minds, Whether it's to hide a little lamb or conceal some underhanded crime.
So don't ask me again 'cause now you know how I feel, A secret's best a secret if it's never revealed.