None of you know me. Of course not. My name is Secret for a reason. None of you will ever know me. No one will ever understand except for me. You can read the words I write and you can hear the words I say but you will never know the lie that I am living, have lived for so long that I do not know who I was before.
Maybe you can try to understand.
And perhaps I'm easier to understand than I think.
Anonymously Yours,
Secret
