' I never liked someone from this common circle before. '
Everyone took a gulp at their leftovers.
I glance around and watch these bunch of mates,
be it present or absent from the night,
each with their own little undisclosed personal secret,
kept concealed from one another,
only to be brought back in memory when they are lost in their own cluttered thoughts.
I couldn't help but be overwhelmed with a sense of pity,
had they voiced their fears and doubts of each other...
or perhaps had they held on a little longer...
or simply had they stop running away from their hurdles and face it instead...
they would have all gotten their well-deserved shot at happiness.
Funny how if everyone were to spoke the truth from the depth of their hearts,
reality would be much different picture today.
So which is it?
The truth is best kept secret when the secret will cause you pain?
Or rather, the truth sets you free?
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