nobody needs to know your secrets
they get locked away for a reason.
yes i’m falling into depression,
but i chose to ignore it.
i don’t want to be on this planet,
but I’m scared of death and commitment,
could somebody love me for more than a minute?
or leave within seconds.
i hate being the great pretender
but I’m good at what I do.
for years and years and years
i lied to your face saying “i love you”.
© andrewmeyer