Secrets Held

secrets are held for a reason, maybe they dont know but its because of treason. Others say school is easy, but they dont know my story at home. While my parents go out and party im home alone. Wishing I still had my dog named Wishbone. There arent true friends as you say they're are, they say to many lies to I clame a Scar.I want to become someone, but at school im known as know one. Secrets are held.                                                                           

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