Secrets

Secrets.. some can boost us up, and give us strength, others will exhaust us, and rob our energy. Some of our secrets we long to share but we can't. We fear the consequences will be too dire, or maybe the secret isn't ours to tell...

I'm not mad at you. Before might I have been? Possibly.. But now if I say anything then I'm a hypocrite. Secrets... the big ones: They're hard to live with, and they're hard to keep. They're very difficult to resist digging into once we know they're there.

So how can I be disappointed in you, when I find myself struggling with the same thing?