Stories and lies are being told,
Why?
I have a secret to hold.
I will tell just wait one day.
my box of memories, in ashes it lay.
Hospital bands lined up in a row,
it's confidential, like you would know.
Bruises lay beneath my sheets. Another argument, i can feel the heat.
I cry but wont show, I can't complain.
Most girls my age want attention and fame.
I just want to hide my throbbing pain.
My 18th year i will be done.
Shh it's confidential don't tell anyone.
Why?
I have a secret to hold.
I will tell just wait one day.
my box of memories, in ashes it lay.
Hospital bands lined up in a row,
it's confidential, like you would know.
Bruises lay beneath my sheets. Another argument, i can feel the heat.
I cry but wont show, I can't complain.
Most girls my age want attention and fame.
I just want to hide my throbbing pain.
My 18th year i will be done.
Shh it's confidential don't tell anyone.



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