| Concern It’s the secrets that I hold inside The secrets that expand into lies I don’t want to reveal them But I tell anyway Why? Maybe for attention, I wish I could reside. It’s a bad habit that I do I’m concerned about all these stories I tell I pass these tales off as unimportant, Even when they involve you. You are important I’m sorry that I told To hurt you is not my goal My secrets about my concerns Are important to me As you can see My secrets are a big deal They can change my life Because I must make the final decision with my gut And my gut is not always right. |