I can write about sugar and honey,
or probably lemon and tea,
I can write about business and money,
Even if they’d think it’s all about me,
I can write about life,
or love and hate strife,
or that cut she got with the knife,
and much deeper like afterlife.
I can write about the sun and the sky,
or how people part without goodbye,
or how relationships were ruined with a lie,
Its not always about me, not even for you to pry.