Secrets Poem by growing out of a shatterd dream

Secrets



My secret makes me pace
The tears stream down my face
I put my fears at bay for just one day

The fear of my secret being found
Makes me want to burry my face in the ground
My fear makes me cry out
In doubt...
Will my secret be found will I make it
Out?
By victoria

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Darrin Mcmiller Jr. 19 June 2010

What exactly are hiding? Not a real question. Nice poem

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