The secrets are whispers in the dark, unseen to the watching eyes, spazzing lies and forming new lives, existence becoming fatal, cradled in the corner crying out for help, not a solemn ear can hear, any longer will the secrets be known, forcefully being shoved in the dark to hide, the secrets continuing to twist, don't let the whispers grasp your secrets, they will never let you go for their hold is strong, and a secret can't be a secret if it never was a secret to start.