I trusted you with my secrets. But you won't tell me yours. You say it will get better. But people just keep slamming doors. No one understands me. I feel so alone. It's all about you. Just wait till I'm home alone. They shook me till I woke. But I'm wearing my white robe. You stand with flowers. As a tear drips down your face. Maybe if you would've told your secrets. I wouldn't have been put in my place.