i keep a whole lot of secrets
from the scar on my back
to the scars on my wrists and legs
"my cat a little rough"
from my constant consumption of ice
to my neglect of food
"im not that hungry right now"
from a missing phone
to a canceled event
"i forgot about it"
from my layered chokers
to my lockscreen
"my parents are fine with my style"
from wired headphones
to a charger
"i lost the others too often"
secrets and lies
told or implied
i guess im a bad person
.
.
.
but i can't tell you the truths
im afraid youll judge me
but im also afraid youll care
and youll see the tears in my eyes
so ill keep my secrets
but please do understand,
im sorry
