Beneath the cloth,
Beneath the thin cloth,
Lays a secret.
A secret of pain and sorrow.
Beneath the cloth lays small cuts,
Not cuts from life but from pain.
Beneath the cloth, is someone suffering but never showing.
A secret is hidden with cloth,
Not to fair away nor un-find-able,
If you cared to look.
However, is it a secret if you don\'t care to know?