Secrets, such frivolous things.

We keep them to ourselves,

Vowing to never tell,

We swear to be loyal

We swear to be kind,

Nothing but truthful,

Friend of mine.

But what happens when someone betrays the pact,

The solemn promise portraying trust,

And tells the world the such frivolous thing we call a secret?

The truth is, if we are honest,

Is that there is no such thing as a secret.

Friends, we refuse to accept the reality.

One that states that God knows all,

Each and every secret is His.