So hey, here's another poem slash song I wrote. I seem to be writing quite a few of these to combat writer's block nowadays...

Anyways, here's one I wrote over the course of three commutes between college and home together comprising around thirty five to forty minutes...

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(Are You A) Real Boy:

(Verse-1)
When were you going to tell me?
Tell me I'm not the one, it's me
It's not me, it's you, you're flawless
You're flawless, and I deserve nada

I know what you think of me
It's time you 'fessed up to me
You've been eyeing someone
Behind my back, no, not no one

(Pre-chorus-1)
Don't pretend, don't fib to my face
I'm sick of all your lies, I'm done
I'm done with them, I despise them
Give me the truth, I can stand it

(Chorus-1)
Lies, lies, lies, they're your oxygen
How very long your nose has grown
Are you a real boy, Pinocchio?
Cut 'em off and you're harmless

(Verse-2)
If you have a shred of respect for me
Respect me, tell me what you think
Do you think we aren't meant to be?
To be everything you told me we'd

Tell me what you really think
Don't care if after that I sink
I'm on the brink of breaking
Aren't you a pro at wrecking?

(Pre-chorus-2)
Don't pretend, don't fib to my face
I'm sick of all your lies, I'm done
I'm done with them, I despise them
Hand me the truth, I can stand it

(Chorus-2)
Lies, lies, lies, they're your oxygen
How very long your nose has grown
Are you a real boy, Pinocchio?
Cut 'em out and you're harmless

(Bridge)
You may not mean to hurt me
But remember that you did
The very second you started
Looking away, all along the way

I may forgive you, but I need to know the truth
I need you to quit showcasing your acting skills
They're quite marvelous, show 'em to your fans
I sure as hell won't be one of them this way

I'm pleading with you now
I don't care if I bow down
I can certainly do without you
But do you want to make do?

Tell me!

(Pre-chorus-3)
Don't pretend, don't fib to my face
I'm sick of all your lies, I'm done
I'm done with them, I despise them
Cede me the truth, I can stand it

(Chorus-3)
Lies, lies, lies, they're your oxygen
How very long your nose has grown
Are you a real boy, Pinocchio?
Cut 'em lies and you're harmless

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There you go! As always, feedback welcome!

Love y'all!

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