In the bathroom is where i hide,
to cut myself and try not to cry.
in my room where i lie,
to look around and not think of those times.
To the pony there you see me,
confessing my sins.
with the tears dripping from my eyes
and the blood receding from my cuts.
I tell the pony of what is wrong, and to my surprise my secrets hide.
i cover the scars.
the tears i erase for no one needs to know that i cried for his sake.
So here i am alone and swell in the house of secrets and dreams.
Where no one can tell.
