Secrets.

My new favorite song is titled Secrets by Mary Lambert. I invite you to watch and/or follow along with the lyrics below. A great song. I'll be back...

I've got bi-polar disorder
My shit's not in order
I'm overweight
I'm always late
I've got too many things to say
I rock mom jeans, cat earrings
Extrapolate my feelings
My family is dysfunctional
But we have a good time killing each other

They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves
Inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one
Who spent so long attempting to be someone else
Well I'm over it

I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)So-o-o-o-o what
So what, So what, So what

I can't think straight, I'm so gay
Sometimes I cry a whole day
I care a lot, use an analog clock
And never know when to stop
And I'm passive, aggressive
I'm scared of the dark and the dentist
I love my butt and won't shut up
And I never really grew up

They tell us from the time we're young
To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves
Inside ourselves
I know I'm not the only one
Who spent so long attempting to be someone else
Well I'm over it

I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
So what, So what, So what, So what

I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are)
So what, So what, So what, So what

(I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are)
So what, So what, So what, So what

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If we were to be honest with ourselves and other people -- revealing our secrets -- what would they be? Would the release of your secrets be freeing, or frightening?

I'm almost always late.
I check Facebook more often than I like.
I live in flipflops.
I can sing all major Disney movie songs.
I sometimes wish I was still a waitress.
I have a pile of laundry on my sofa at home.
I am a procrastinator.