Secrets

Hidden words,
In the masks of lies,
Things never what they seem,
Asked of one to others,
Fears being what they keep.

Why,

Is it so, so hard,
Not to tell the truth?
But to ask of another,
One not a brother,
Not to reveal your lies.

Under so many things,

He could reveal,
The truth hidden in the lies?
If not for a penny,
He would do a shimmy,
Why trust him with the truth?

But which secret are you trying to keep?

The political scandal at bay?
Or is it something more simple,
Like stealing a bale of - Hey(s)?!

ISA