What if I told you who I really was?
What if I let you in on my charade?
And what if I told you what was really going on
No more masks and no more parts to play.
There's so much I want to say
But I'm so scared to give away
Every little secret that I hide behind
Would you see me differently?
And would that be such a bad thing?
I wonder what it would be like...
If I told you.
The thing about keeping secrets is that you get used to it. And after a while, after six years, you can't even imagine what it would be like to come clean, to tell them.
I honestly don't know if it would be the best thing I've ever done, or the biggest mistake of my life. And I don't know if it's worse to take a chance and take the risk, or to keep silent and carry a heart full of regrets for the rest of my life.
Oh I wonder what it would be like...
If I told you.
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