It’s my own special story.

Something happens in my life

I tell you, you tell your wife

The next day everyone knows

There’s nothing Facebook doesn’t show.

I don’t want secrets or lies

But what happened to private lives?

Even if I don’t feed my name

I appear on it all the same

Something special gets taken away

By everyone having their say

I wonder how I’ll keep the intimacy of a wedding day

If everyone keeps publicising this way

Keeping up with appearances, a need to portray

That you’ve got it together come what may…



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