I must confess

I must confess for those who will hear

For I have kept such a secret to myself

For I must share this secret

Many hide behind lies and a mask

Many take such secrets to the grave

Those of who do such things

Those of who keep such secrets

Must pay the price

Must hold such a burden for the secrets they hold

I do not wish to pay that price

I do not wish to keep my secrets hidden

But I mustn’t let these secrets go

But I wish to do so

Perhaps the price isn’t for the secrets of which are hidden

Perhaps they are for something different,

For the secrets that leave once the mask is lifted

For the secrets that shouldn’t have left the grave

Those confessions which should have never been confessed

Those confessions will cause such pain

Perhaps I don’t wish to confess

Or perhaps I don’t wish to feel such a pain

For all the burdens I must carry behind a mask

For all the secrets that I must carry to the grave

Are far less painful

Then these secrets being unmasked,

from the depths of my person

(Note: This is my second time writing this and I am writing this late at night so I apologize for any parts that might be confusing or hard to read)