Secret

You never told me. You always looked so happy; always a smile on your face that seemed to fool everyone. I wasn't told the truth which i can understand, but you don't want help, so what am I supose to do? I knew about a few friends, but you were unexepted. I'm not discugested, afraid, or ashamed of you; you'll always be my friend, forever and always.

So can i hear the story? Maybe you'd be ashamed of it, but i won't care. I just want to know the truth. I want to understand everyone. But to understand someone, you have to hear the full story. Please i want to know.

Help. You said you didn't want it. But I want you to be ok in the end. I don't like fairytale ends, they don't happen in real life; I want to you to be happy. Why don't you want help?

I don't want to tell, I'm gonna wait til I know whats right, and when I do know what to do, I promise I'll help you. Wheather you like it or not.