The Secrets That We Keep

Secrets are spread all around 

 

Lies are told to you and me

 

Hate blinds those who cannot see

 

The truth that is spoken is not believed

 

One person you can trust

 

Is me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

*Image used does not belong to me and is property of Valfré.*

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

Comments

Elizabeth_Velasquez17

This poem is really good. It relates to reality. 

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