Hey, you. Stop.
I know what you're seeking.
You look for a verse,
or stanza worth reading.

Look no further, peer inside.
Let me tell you how many times I've lied.
No? What? That won't do?
Don't tell me you're still not satisfied.

Oh, well. If that's the case.
Here's a few memories I'd gladly erase.
What's that you say? You've heard it before?
Well, what do you want? I have nothing more!

Do you want a pill that's hard to swallow?
An explanation as to why I'm hollow?
Do you need me to tell you how to feel?
Or are you simply craving something real?

Will you remember me when you're done reading?
Or are these words seen as fleeting?
Would it be different if there were a crowd,
While I stood onstage speaking out loud?

To be honest, it doesn't matter.
It's not my goal to convince or flatter.
This is my place, as it always has been.
So, close your eyes and listen to my pen.