secret

i don’t like keeping everything in. I have the deepest secret, but to say it out loud would be terrible. dangerous even.

this isn’t where i wanted to be. now i just have this secret i need to tell someone, but i don’t have anyone to trust with it.

i wrote it as a letter.

a letter that could not be traced back to me if sent to someone i don’t know.

i want to send it to someone that will care, someone that will understand, someone that will not be scared when they read my secret. but who is that person? i don’t know them. i don’t want to know them.

right now i only want to know their name, their address, and nothing else.

well

death seems like the next rabbit hole.
i’m sure i’ll see you on the other side.

it’s not my fault

just crashing into a wall would be the world.

letting myself free to ride and roll, wherever i want.

fuck the world. i am who i am.

some diamonds are still in the rough. but not me.

i’m a diamond that’s sparking. for everyone to see. except them. 

except people that care. except people that love, people that give. people that mind. people that want to be happy. people that give a shit.