Caution

I wish I could explain

    why I write words that cause you pain

Mix make believe with what is real

    Throw in feelings I no longer feel

Exaggeration is nothing new

    Love for someone who isn't you

When I write straight from my heart

    How do you tell those ones apart?

Sometimes my pen is my escape

    Things I write will make you gape

All my thoughts inside my head

    Emotions felt that are long dead

I may expose my soul to bare

    It's something that most poets share

We spill our words that turn to art

    On open page our mind and heart

The things I scribble are not always

    Set in stone for all our days

I wish I could give you a peek

    To see what writing does for me

If you dare read what's in my mind

    You have to see between the lines

A forgotten fact you seem to fail

    How good I am spinning a tale

But tale it is or fantasy

    Not all I write is about me

And some things written about you

    Were back then, but now aren't true

So use caution in what you choose

    to read of mine, and you won't lose.