Nothing but words

Words, words. So often misused
Likely misplaced, forgotten or abused

Sometimes just letters upon a screen
Though they mean so much to me

Used for pointless things throughout the day
But once needed, they all but fly away

Easy to hide behind
It is so simple, a lie

But harder to find the truth in a line
Sometimes it's easier just to cry

Simple words, so plain and clear
Can sound so different to anothers ear

The honest truth, written for all to see
May seem to some, just a mystery

So forsake the words, let them rot
I'd rather listen to my own heart