The Words Are Real

Go ahead and tell me I'm good

I can take raw emotions

And turn them into words on paper

You ask how I can understand

The pain others have

Or the way they feel deep down

I'll tell you my secret

The secret to creating these lines

These words and phrases

Don't come from a simple guess

They come from who I am

Not the me that you think you know

But the me that goes through what I write

Yeah, that's right

The words I write aren't pretend like I say

The words are as real as you or me

I take what I do and say

And put pen to paper to write these words

So even though I tell you it's all pretend

Know that when I say that that's a lie

I'm telling you the bare-faced truth

And for all the stories and lies I've told you

I'm sorry