Secrets

I remember when I had none
No secrets.
There were no need for them.
I could trust anyone and everyone with anything.
I had no secrets.
I had no worries.

But one day something changed.
I became older, more mature
and suddenly everything was my fault.
Have you ever had a loved one pass?
Have you ever been bullied?
Has your mother ever gotten mad at you,
and said the words “Its just who you are”?
That’s all happened to me.
Now I’m worried.
Now I have secrets.

There’s no going back to the old me.
There’s no reversing what’s happened.
There’s nothing I can do,
besides keep my secrets.
There is no help for me.
There’s nothing anyone can do.
I am sure of it.
My parents can’t know.
My friends can’t be trusted with this.
My secrets are eating me from the inside out.
Secrets, secrets, secrets.