I hate those little secrets

The ones that run about

That you know

Without a doubt

Are about you.

As they whisper and gaze at you

You just sit there

There is nothing you can do

You try to slump or run away

But they follow you, anyway.

The ones that mock you in your mind

The ones that taught us all the time

Even when you think there done

Up comes another one.

I hate those little secrets.