Secrets

Secrets

Everyones life is a mystery.
We all have secrets careful not to reveal.
However as people walk by,
Their memories I wish to steal.

Have you ever wondered
what the life was like for another?
Millions of people you walk by in your life
It could have been a forgotten friend or a lost brother.

I wonder if they live the high life,
Or if they are in times of struggle?
Could it be they have a family and career
Finding it difficult for all of these to juggle.

It is possible they live alone,
Existing in a life of emotional pain and despair.
They could be at their lowest point in life,
Without anyone around to even care.

We each have our own childhood memories
That we cherish forever.
The people that walk by have their own mysteries
Some lead to an adventurous endeavor.

Could it be that this stranger, this person you barely observe
Has a history they wish not to tell?
Their memories could haunt them
Always looking for a way they will sell.

Every person that walks by,
Has a life of their own.
They could be a rapist, a murder, a con artist.
However, their history is left unknown.

Everyones life is a mystery.
We all have our secrets careful not to reveal.