Lies, Secrets And Existance Poem by Shazza Rixx

No trust in this house
Lies all around
Skeletons in the closet
Secrets burried underground

Nothing becoming unhidden
All secrets, no play
Small little whispers
Got to get away

Mystic little corners
Cobwebs on the roof
Little children stay quiet
Of their existance, there is no proof

Quietness, all around
No noise, anywhere
Yet there is a family
Living here, somewhere

Hiding away, all their secrets
Living in their lies
And everything shall stay hidden
Until the last of them dies