[secret] /ˈsiːkrɪt/ not known/seen or not meant to be known/seen by others. Everyone keeps secrets. To protect ourselves, someone else, to hide a deed, fear of failure, deceive ourselves, others, or maybe the truth is simply more horrible. They break us, they break our love, our innocence, our honour. So why do we still insist on keeping secrets? Is it worth it? Behind the lies, what is the truth?