The words on my lips are too sweet to reveal So I beg for your pardon as my poem is concealed The rhyme and the prose, I'm too scared to say So it fails to see the light of day The words they lust but will reach you not But they will live on. They'll live on in my thought. There are words that I want you to know And I'm sorry, I'm sorry But I can't let them show.
*Forgive me
The Truth and Nothing But The Truth But the whole truth?