Skeltons In The Closet Poem by louis rams

We all have skeletons in the closet, that we all try to hide
but it is something that can’t be denied.
It may not be so severe, to a point that you
Just don’t care.
Or it may be something so drastically
That it would affect your life eventually.
It may have been a little lie to cover up a foul deed
Something that you hoped would not be seen.

It may have been cheating on a school test
Or picking up something that did not belong to you
And you figured what the hell, what can anyone do.

Having an affair with your best friends mate
And destroying their confidence and their faith,
Then turning around and lying to their face
Don’t you feel ashamed, don’t you feel disgrace.

What about when you lied to your parents
And said you was staying over a friends.
Then went out and partied all night
Got into words and then had a fight.
Then told your mother that you fell off the bed
And that was the reason your face was so red.

Aren’t these some of the skeletons that we try to hide
But sooner or later, they come outside.