What lies inside,
is what matters
Or so they say…
Our beauty fades,
but who we are stays.
Our lies and secrets,
buried, hidden,
from the ones we love.

Are we monsters?

We pray –
They will not find out;
They will understand us
They will forgive our reasons
when we’re on our death-bed.

In the meantime
As our heart is thumping blood
We live our adventures,
Our forced smiles will come out
(while we pretend, everything is alright)
the mysteries, the darkest secrets
stored within.

//By Steffi