cassidy thompson

Rookie (november 16,1986 / texas)

In This Head Full Of Dirty Little Secrets - Poem by cassidy thompson

Everyones best friend,
shoulder to cry,
or person to lean.
I hear all their secrets,
the lies that they tell,
things done that are mean.
My head full of deception, lies and misleads.

In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I know more than i should.
In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I'm not proud of what I keep.

My mouth stays shut,
my mind on full,
my heart feeling heavy from the things I am told.
My heart is so big,
I feel that through this time of trouble,
their hand I must hold.

In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I know more than I should.
In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I'm not proud of what i keep.

I lie to others to keep them from knowing,
just what it is that I am not showing.
They see sadness in my face,
as I try to keep them comfortable in my warm embrace.
I feel it my duty to do for them,
what I am asked.
but I cannot seem to get past,
the things that you're doing or the people you're hurting.

In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I know more than i should.
In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I am not proud of what I keep.

I dont want to hear anymore,
lies, deception, maritual sucides or sins you have been committing.
I cannot take anymore of this dishonesty.
Where is my best friend, shoulder to cry, or person to lean?
I have none because I'm too busy being all three.

In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I know more than I should.
In this head full of dirty little secrets,
I'm not proud of what I keep.

I need time to sift through
the things you have put into my mind.
I need time to recover,
for this heart of mine.
I need the weight lifted from my shoulders,
of which you have put.
I need time to ask for forgiveness,
for the sins that I have committed,
for being your friend.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 11, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 8, 2010


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