I’m tired of secrets.
I’m tired of being your dirty little secret.
I’m tired of keeping all your secrets.
I’m tired of hiding everything and living in secret.
My main goal in life is to go everywhere unnoticed,
To keep quiet and keep to myself.
I’ve convinced my gullible mind that everything would be better this way.
Every hour of every day I pray that someone will see me.
No one sees me.
No one ever sees me.
But the really shitty thing?
If given the chance,
I’d be your secret any day.
Call me crazy,
But I think I know your secret.
I think you see me.