Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Detrimental secret that may not be a secret for too long

I don't like being told secrets
That I can't tell someone else.
It just feels like more overwhelming sh!t
To carry for another day.
I don't like it when
I'm the only one who knows where
You're going when you say you're going to the gym,
You ain't going to no gym!
I don't like it that I worry
More about your family than you do.
What I really hate
Is your carelessness for other peoples' feelings.
You always think you're right,
When everyone can see
That you're in the wrong.
WWJD?
What Would John Do
If he were the holder of such a secret?
I wish some people didn't trust me.

August 26, 2004
Suge


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