make new friends
they'll never know
what it is you've been through
hard to tell
knock down your walls
for fear they'll abandon you.
I want to be what I seem
I want people to know I'm okay
but sometimes I am not.
these present friends
cannot know the past secrets that haunt me
they will judge me
will they be true?
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 10:50 PM UTC
make new friends
they'll never know
what it is you've been through
hard to tell
knock down your walls
for fear they'll abandon you.
I want to be what I seem
I want people to know I'm okay
but sometimes I am not.
these present friends
cannot know the past secrets that haunt me
they will judge me
will they be true?
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