I am the keeper of your secrets.
I am the one that knows why you laugh,
and why you cry.
I am the one that knows why they left you,
and why they said goodbye.
I am the one that knows what eats you up at night.
I am the one, like a torch, that carries the light.
I am the one that knows about your mother,
your brother,
that guy you like,
and why you haven’t finished school.
Like high school,
you no longer think I’m cool.
-S.