Secret
I’m not good at keeping secrets
I’m not use to seeing equals
Find new roads for the future
Times really have changed
The post all over the waves
Instagram likes for the fame
They only recognize you
by the support that you gain
Your only sought after
For the followers you claim
They only look your way
Only if you have a name
To make a step into the future
You must walk through the past
I see love only through pictures
But it only shows things to remember
It never shows how it ended
Or how did they get together
It only leads to pleasure
But down on the road
They connect through the pressure
My love is spread through the letters
It’s whatever
Got to get my shit together
It be times I want to be different
It be times I want them to remember
It be times I want to be sentenced
Just understand I’m not like these villains
I stay away from secrets
Even when I tell the truth
They don’t believe it
I stay far from the system
That leads to being a victim
How he get that in the building
That move look familiar
Organize by the thriller
How was I suppose kill em
These secrets so revealing
Solved by the children
Certain things aren’t forgiven
I was born different
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