Have you ever had a secret you held so tight?
Deep in the treasury you call your mind?
One that made you blind?
That made you feel like you where being stabbed by a tined?
That made your darling mind not so kind?
Well listen close, I am not trying to malign you,
nor make you feel confined.
I just must say that you can speak these secrets,
or keep them so tight.
Just know I will not bite, nor spite,
and although this may sound trite,
but would you tell me what keeps you up at midnight?