you never asked me this I never told you this no one ever asked me this I never told anyone this you told me that I never told anyone what you told me no one
ever asked me what you told me I thought about telling you this after you told me that but I had second thoughts about telling you this though you told me that in which I told no one about you put your trust in me but I can't put mine in you my life too private to open up to you I write poetry because I can't spill the beans it's a waste of protein your secret will always be safe with me I won't tell a soul I won't fold under pressure I promise you my word is my bond right hand to God pen in the left to write about where we last left off I must confess