drama
some people pour their heart and soul into their diary. page after page of fury, tears, laughter, and all for what? for them? for others? each has their own reason. to get out their emotions... to write down a poem... to scream at someone... without ever having to look at them.
i look through, and it's like sitting in a library full of secrets. book and books of secrets that no one wants to tell out loud. shhhh, i like mark. shhhh, i cry myself to sleep at night. shhhhh, i'm a happy person... but only on the outside.
i look through, and it's like sitting in a library full of secrets. book and books of secrets that no one wants to tell out loud. shhhh, i like mark. shhhh, i cry myself to sleep at night. shhhhh, i'm a happy person... but only on the outside.