There are some things
I don't seem to tell anyone
They are my little secrets
If told, they'll lose their worth,
Though I wish I could tell someone else.
There are these unspoken words
Inside of me, my innermost feelings
Hidden like a buried treasure
In need of someone to rescue
Wish someone could
See through the white lies.
Those tears have formed into crystals
My emotions seem to be turning into
Chronicles,
Holding on, I'm still holding on,
Wish that day soon arrived
When I won't have to tell any more lies.
