I don't know what I'm writing
It seems all jumbled and such
I feel like I'm faking
Like my words aren't enough

But I know that I'm not
The second the words are down
I can't help but feel phony
There are worse things around

What's the worst that could happen
What have I to be sad of
Nothing should stop me
I should be full of love

But why do I feel
Like these words are the truth
All until I click "Save Poem"
Is it because of you?

*No, that's ridiculous, right?