Secrets

I’m lying on my bed
Things go through my head
Tears flow down my face
A pack of cigarettes hidden in my secret place
My parents will never know the secrets I hide
The secrets that are horrible
Crazy
Past the line
I go into my drawer and pull out the pills
I choke them down
I know they will kill
So I close my eyes
And forget about the pain
And on my side table my last words remain
“You never loved me, you never cared, you never remembered all the good times we shared. So now I am going, and I am gone for good, I hope your happy, If I was you, I would.”