It hurts to know what I know,
to see what I see.
Don't worry for even though I know
your secrets are safe with me.

Your secrets are slowly killing me,
my heart is full of grief.
But even if I did let them go,
I wouldn't feel relief.

How do you do the things you do?
I thought that you were smart.
Well now you have proved nothing,
lost my respect and yes my heart.

The pride I had in knowing you
I will forever lack,
And the trust that I once had in you
can never be gained back.

I will never pity you,
I only pity me,
For I am the one who forgot
No ones what they seem to be.