The Judge of All Secrets

Secrets are mine to be kept,
I should never have shared.
I should have hid in my fear.
Let myself be scared.


I thought if I did that,
and never told,
my self they would have entombed.
And I would have taken them to the grave.
Never to be exhumed,
But my mysteries would be too late to save.



Give them back to me,
and never tell what you heard.
Neither of us could forsee,
so now,

forget every

single

word.



But I'll never forget
what I told you,
it's my biggest regret.
It's something you would never do,
but you always hold the threat.



Everytime you look my way,
I feel you're remembering too.


All my deepest,
darkest,
secrets
and fears,
once again,
laid out for you.


Judge me if you must,
but do it quickly please.
Now,
commit your wrong opinions
to an unfailing memory.


Now all my secrets, I'll allow
to go back inside the vault.
Where no one can hear my
trepidation
scream and shout.


And now, watch me
bury myself along with them.
It's my fate, you know,
to be kept with my secrets
far below.


It's where your opinion of me is, I'm posi.tive
So it's appropriate I'm right where you thought of me all along,
Of this I am sure.
I'm just following the expections.
After all,
what kind of girl do you take me for?


The kind that is,
finally,
putting your heavy heart at ease.


So, judge,
as that's what you've been all along,
what's my sentence?
With one look I know,
and I don't have very long.
Myself and the
silence you hope for
are to be buried
and entombed
with the dust
and guilt


with which YOUR OWN secrets were
originally built.