Secrets
Secrets need to be told
Hopes and dreams
Just that
Fears and regrets
Entrenched
Some secrets are secrets to me
I want to realise things
Hopes, talents, opportunities
Plodding along
Time running out when I’m only 19
I’m a confused little kid
Told I’m a frail old man
I’m searching, screaming
For someone, not just anyone
But I don’t know who she is
Or where to find her
I’m lost
Searching for secrets
I might as well be dead
© Benjamin Solah 2005
