I have a secret
That no one knows...
it kills me every day
because every day it grows
I have a secret
It's itching at my skin
and I can't tell anyone
because I don't know where to begin...
I hate my secret.
Because it feels so wrong.
It feels so off
yet it is so strong
I love my secret
because it makes me smile
whenever I feel down
I just think of it for a while
But I have a secret
and I want to scream it
I dream of singing it
I dream of being it
But I cant.
Because my secret makes me feel
incredibly insecure
incredibly unreal
So for the past 3 years
I've held this secret inside
and I don't think I'll tell anyone
because they'll think that I've lied.
So every day I sit
Staring at my friends
wishing I could tell them
instead of playing pretend.
But no.
In my life my secret will be
Until I find the day
that I'll tell others about me.
