Hidden Secrets

The constant sayings of how I hate you, I choose whom, you are so terrible too, comes from the voices I knew.

The constant changes of tones, sounds, groans, and moans is so irritating. It was never fascinating, lets just clarify.

From being vulnerable, to turning the blind eye. So I did cry, knowing how we all will die, and yet we fight again with the left eye who tells numerous amount of lies.

The game of who gets the most, like a game of tag or cat and mouse. The amount is plenty so it uses techs to mess with your sanity, screws with you mentally, and puts fear into your hearts.

After love is lost, and all emotions there's a cost. Some of us are literally walking rots. So many hidden secrets in the face, so many just running not even for the race.

At a quick pace, it all disappears, and all that's left is forceful fears. Oh dear, how it hurts like hell, and the worst thing is your not suppose to tell.