Hiding things that I should probably tell you

 

I got home tonight, 

planning on doing what I always do; 

write in my diary 

like I have been since my mom gave me one when I was ten...

So I get everything out, 

every feeling 

and it all goes in this little book I hide on the second shelf behind this really hideous ceramic mermaid, 
but then I realized 

I'd be writing things I should probably tell you...

 

Ps: Somehow I hope that you can read me...