Ssshh. Don’t let anyone hear you. Don’t tell anyone about it. It’ll be our little secret
My friends can’t know. Turned into they know we are fucking not that we are together. I’m just not ready yet. Can it be our little secret?
Keep it to yourself Don’t tell anyone what’s wrong Hide the pain and tears Keep it your little secret
Sssshhh. Don’t let anyone hear you Don’t tell anyone about it Sink further and further into the black The most calm I’ve ever felt Eyes slowly close Crimson runs out of my veins It’s going to be my little secret
I heard sweet voices sing Fragrance of wild flowers in spring A thrown of gold for a King To watch His courtier dance and sing The Queen sits by His side Watching the fair maidens Trying to steal Her pride
An innocent small girl is crying on the roadside her face seems very candid and expressions look naïve, but nobody knows the cause of her sadness and and no one can ever feel the hidden wounds inside her heart Why
She was four and I was six. We held hands and ate pixie stix. The big head little girl whom followed me around the corner. Soon we became friends. We held hands with skin like bricks. I cleansed her hands
As twilight fades into the night, In the silence, I wonder bewitching fragrance from the queen of the night, tossed up by the strong wind reaches the moon lit sky tantalizing the air As on musky Earth I lay soft