Talk around town is that you were pretty neat…people liked you and you had a lot of friends…everyone who saw you on the sidewalk knew you…the way you smiled…the way you made people feel special…
When I first met you…I thought these things too…to be honest…but quickly it turned into a dream…a false reality that was actually a mask…that you wore to hide behind…when you yourself felt insecure…
No one has to know…the secrets of your heart…is the lie you chose to go with…people who have things in their closets…are the ones who let their monsters out at night…when they are all alone…
When you told me you would be there…I wanted to believe you with all my heart…but something in my mind…told me that there was something going on behind…the mask you chose to show everyone else…