What happens behind closed doors? Secrets never told Things you'd be shocked to see People you trust, you see them In the church, believing the lies Just like you do And then they go home And things happen behind closed doors People you see at school Smiling, laughing with their friends When they go home They're not smiling anymore Why aren't they smiling anymore? Because things happen Secrets are made Behind closed doors
well damn it! Lol, I was just about to write a poem with the same exact idea! Are you connected to me in some weird way? I like this a lot, maybe when I write mine, I'll share with you what I wrote...if I ever get around to it now.
