Secrets

Secrets can damage relationships; they can offend others; and they can tear your life apart.  I know that I have a secret.  Sometimes I think that it is going to kill me; other times I think I am overreacting.  Life is so much more fun without secrets.

I am too busy to do something about it.  Is that an excuse?  Should I drop everything and put all of my efforts toward ridding myself of this secret?  Or should I be strong enough to get over it without putting my life on hold?  I go back and forth.

Hey there pretty lady, what are you doing to yourself?  Why are you slowly killing yourself?  Cutting your spirit into pieces.  Throwing up the passion of your life.  And for what?  All I want is to be normal.  What is normal, does it even exist?