Comfort in Anonymousness

Why can I tell you all of my problems?

How come I feel safe when I confide in you?

Is it because I don’t know you?

Is it because you can cry with me, laugh with me, hold my hand –

And yet at the same time not know me?

We hold a special friendship

You see…

What I wouldn’t give or change, more or less

There’s comfort in anonymousness

(A/N: I always thought that the noun form of anonymous was anonymousity... apparently it's anonymousness. Weird...

Anyway, please review!