I got a secret
It's difficult to keep
I just want to shout it out to the world
And suffer the consequences

This secret is slowly decaying me
Like a broken heart, after a crucial break I just want to shout it out to the world

I got a secret
I don't know if I can keep it
I'm barely holding it in, like
Attempting to hold water in your hands
It's there but slowly aching to slip out between your fingers

I got a secret
And I want to shout it out to the world

I'm holding onto a rough rope
As I'm pulling and pulling my hands begin to burn and bleed
I don't want to let go, I can't let go

But what will happen when I do let go
Will my hands heal
Is it better to let go?
Will everything automatically be okay?

I think not
The cuts and burns left scars
And it won't go away
Because I just can't let go of that rope Its barely keeping my life together

I hate it, but I love it...
that rope...

It's a complicated subject slash rule of society
It separates us all
Labels cause bulling and fights
Automatic outcast, is what you become if your a label that someone dislikes or disagrees to
Gay, lesbian, transgender, ****, ******, crazy, fat, and **** are just a few
Why does society have the up most desire to place a label on an innocent person
The only label that we should put upon a person is HUMAN
Race, sexuality, socioeconomic status or geography origins does not define who we are as a person
We are who we want to be
Not what society thinks we have to be
We all are just HUMANS

Looking back at all the growing up I have done
Yet, looking ahead at the rest that I have to do

It's scary

It's like an emotional rollercoaster
Excited to become more and more independent
But, then looking at how difficult that can be

Alone out in the real world

Back then I can fly like a bird
Not have to care about a thing in the world
But now everything is
Like a shrinking room,
Closing in all around me

Oh the memories

I'm not ok.
Yes, I smile and give rays of hope,
but that's just an act.
Everyone thinks I'm ok,
But i am really screaming inside for someone to notice me.
I'm not ok.
I know I have friends
But they seem fake and faded
I have a boyfriend
But he seems to not care
I'm honestly not ok.
I go home, sit down and just cry exhausted, and stressed
my life is just a mess
I'm not ok
Yes I smile, but a smile can also be many problems
Physically, mentally, emotionally...
I'm not okk...