I wish I could tell them the things they don't know,
I wish I didn't have to hide them and put on a show.
I wish I could tell them the fear I get sometimes,
I wish I could tell them everything but I always lie.
I lie when I say I'm fine with tears running down my face,
I lie about the lines that are written on me all over the place.
These secrets can't be let out, for then they will see the real me. The me that even I fear, the me I don't want to see.
I wish I could tell them of all the things I think,
I wish I could tell them what I want to drink.
My secrets go way beyond my suicidal thoughts,
The deeper, darker ones are the ones that I tell them not...
I wish I could tell them something I've never told any,
Something I even fully can't tell myself even though I am reminded plenty.
I can't tell my friends because they will all leave,
I can't tell my mom because it's in something she doesn't believe.
I can't tell the one because my feelings are so screwed up,
I wish I knew for sure but it would take a while to know with my luck.
I want to get rid of these secrets, they're holding me back with chains.
I want to get rid of these lies, cause all they bring me is great pain.
I need to tell someone this, for I don't know when my time shall come,
But when my time is present I want to at least tell someone.
