I hide behind the words I write
Hoping to not let loose the truth
That the focus of my rhymes
On my tender soul often leaves a bruise

A bit too close to center
For the comfort that I crave
Some might read into this and guess
I give too much away

Between heartbreak and humor
Runs the tragedy of life
I might at times subconsciously
Lay it all out in my rhyme

If there are any questions
To the methods that I use
May I make a suggestion
I'm only messing with the truth