- sometimes it drives me crazy how much my poems rhyme... Anyway, I hope that no one else minds
There's always something we can't see
A secret you
A secret me
It's something special that we can spare
Until we know
We want share
We may be friends
But we both know
We each have secrets that we stow
It could be something awesome
Though it's probably just weird
But if you stick it long enough
It something you could hear
