Secret Poem by Octavia Tisdale

There's some things on my mind, in my heart
That I would love to share
But the suspense being unknown for those who I spare
Makes one's knowledge unable to bare
Why wait? just get to your point
I will in my own special nook
So I say unto you, don't judge my book
Cause your cover is as crooked as it looks
For I am the gatekeeper to all your darkest thoughts
The bearer of fantasy and those of sweet dreams
I move in silence, but I stay in one peace
I won't tell, nor mock or repeat
For I am your secret to keep