It’s so scary
To keep all your secrets
To never tell anyone
What you hold inside

And it can feel daunting
To look out your windows
And think that anyone to pass by
Might hurt you

You can run—you can hide
But you’re better with someone to love
In this life

Your secrets divide you
A crack down the middle
You think if you told them
They’d spit in your face

And maybe they would dear
They may never understand you
But you have to drawn close dear
For the spit or the grace