Time is running out

Time is running out on this lie.
You know the truth will come out eventually,
It always does.
No matter how hard you try
To keep it a secret,
It will surface one day,
When you least expect it.
Your past will rear it's ugly head again
And ruin your life once more.
You know this,
You're resigned to this fate,
But you whisper to yuorself
'Not yet. Please, not now'.
Desperation, hope,
They mix as one inside you head...
Not yet.