No One Will Know

Based on the Prose: "Bandaids and Glue"

You leave your marks where shadows hide,

I wear them quiet, side by side.

Blind to bruises that feels like grace,

I beg the mirror to forget your face.

I wrap and patch, but the seams still show,

the glue gives out where the heart won’t go.

Don’t worry, love, keep your secrets low,

no one will know, no one will know.

Your name still hums in empty rooms,

soft as dust, sweet as gloom.

I fold the pain like linen clothes,

press it smooth so no one knows.

I wrap and patch, but the seams still show,

the glue gives out where the heart won’t go.

Don’t worry, love, keep your secrets low,

no one will know, no one will know.

Every lie’s a lullaby,

every scar a hymn gone dry.

I wrap and patch, but the seams still show,

the glue gives out, and I let go.

Don’t worry, love, just fade below,

no one will know, no one will know.