We are all messes
All flawed
And all with versions of ourselves that we never show to anyone
Versions of ourselves we display only to ourselves
Doing everything we can to make sure that we are never found out
We are all capable of things that no one knows we are capable of
We are all the worst people we have ever known
All with subconsciences that hide our deepest desires and imaginations
A lust, a fetish that is not known
We all have versions of ourselves that only those close to us know about
And even they only caught a glimpse
And yet they fear those versions
Versions that we have become pros at hiding
Only letting civilization see the innocent side of things
We are all humans
