Do you have secrets?
Do you still remember your secrets?
We eventually forget things we havenโt expressed.
Do you share your secrets?
Is it still a secret?
People who had secrets they couldn't share would dig a hole in a tree and whisper their secrets into it
I push myself off a cliff, I land on my feet. I wait for a man in white to show up and tell me itโs ok. To lose myself I hang on to what I once was. This is not everything but itโs alot.
