A Past

Everyone has secrets,
That they're forced to hide.
Everyone has burdens,
Lying deep inside.
Everyone has skeletons,
Behind their closet door.
Everyone has lies,
Crawling beneath the floor.
Everyone has tears,
Hidden behind their smile.
Everyone has an inch,
They'll stretch into a mile.
Everyone has memories,
Floating through their mind.
Everyone has a past,
They wish to leave behind.