Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Secrecy

I don't even know why I bother, being so secretive, hiding all the real thoughts and real intentions, sometimes with half lies.
I can pinpoint a long ago trauma...on some figurative couch, maybe long ago, when we were still kids...... The damage is done, nothing can be reversed.
Oh please, like anyone cares what I think of who and what and when and why.
It's not dark, I don't hate anyone, I don't really care that much anyway. Your lives don't concern me.
But I don't want you to know. I'm not ashamed, I just prefer it to be secret.

But I am really good at uncovering secrets, a lot of dirty little secrets, then I realize that something should be left untouched and unknown.

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