Sometimes I think that the secret is a lie I made up inside my head, that it's an exaggeration, over reaction. I wish I could say something like, "but my heart knew better" but my heart doesn't know anything. My heart doesn't tell me anything of importance about life decisions. It certainly doesn't give me inspiration for poetic songs, or even poems themselves. So I decided to write it down, poetic or not. It's the only way to express whatever these late night writing sessions truly mean. It sorts the feelings from the facts, helps to organise things in my brain. I find it very stressful in my head, because things can't be neatly stored in accessible files for when I need to find information. No, everything is a jumbled mess, it makes no sense.
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Secrets
Short StoryHave you ever had a secret all to your self? Well, I have. It's one of those big secrets. Honestly? I'm scared. I mean I'm sure you would be too if you were writing all this down. Essentially this is just a way to talk to your self with out feeling...
