Here I sit,
making you smile,
making you laugh.
When I speak,
you feel it's right,
You feel it's good.
So to ask you,
what am I?
I am a lie.

Here I sit,
bringing tears to your eyes,
running down your face.
When I speak,
you feel your heart break,
you feel so empty.
So to ask you,
what am I?
I am the truth.

Here I sit,
laughing at jokes,
agreeing with everything.
When I speak,
we smile and always agree
on everything.
So to ask you,
what am I?
I'm a fake.

Here I am,
smiling at your comforts,
crying with your distractions.
When I speak,
a few listen,
and some will choose to ignore.
So to ask you,
who am I?
I am me.