everyone has some kind of secrets.

yes, i am saying that there are many types of secrets.

secret thoughts, secret feelings, secret actions, secret lifes.

i'm here thinking of how can someone hide so many things, it should be considered art, honestly.

inside my mind there are so many secrets of so many people who trusted me, and i know that i'm not the only one...

but i'm about to burst out, and if you ever wonder why do i write, there is the answer.

and now you say: "but i don't see any secrets in here".

let me just tell you that the words that i write aren't the words that i really mean to write.

oh well, what the hell do i know about secrets?

i am a fucking open book!