Pour me words that go down easy,
Sugar coated lies.
Clothe your words in fabric
Of an intricate disguise.
Turn your words away from work
Of dreadful confrontation,
Choose the words that hurt the least
with careful concentration.
I’ll take your words and listen from a filter in my ear,
And forget them after taking in what I would like to hear.
So don’t say any words that hurt, or else you may regret them
I listen to your words so that in seconds I’ll forget them.
Tell me that I’m beautiful, capable, smart, talented, radiant, kind.
Tell me that I’m fast enough to never fall behind.
When I have wrinkles on my skin, tell me I glow with youth.
For love lies in your pretty lies, and hate lies in your truth.
