The secrets behind my eyes,
They're nothing but torn up,
Shredded memories,
That I wish were forgotten,
All these people I've left behind,
They all rot,
In the back of my head,
Every accident that ever happened to me,
Throughout my entire life,
Eats at me,
Never leaving me without ache,
The names I was,
They repeated over and over,
And now,
They echo in my mind,
All of these things,
They aren't memories,
They are secrets,
And I'll go to my grave with them,
Untold.
