I am the secret keeper,
But I fear the vault is full.
Words on the tip of my tongue,
My mind trying to compress them,
Yet begging to release them.

Just a whisper, a quiet word,
Softly spoken, barely heard.

Perhaps you should reveal, your secrets to the world,
Use your words, your way, last chance,
Before they explode from me.
I can’t wait for you to reveal them.
I can’t wait for my mind to be free.