Treasure Island

Kelly Zion


Fake Sugar

They have lots of kinds of fake sugar
with zero calories
but I don't want you to be a fake person,
I want you to really be sweet.

Oh where is love anyway
when everybody's really fake?
Sure, to some it tastes the same
and they don't want to gain anything.

But I want to gain you,
I want to gain truth,
I want to gain trust,
I want to gain love.

Oh, fake sugar is just a sweetener
to sugar the girl so you can fake love her
but what are you really feeling inside?
what is it you're trying to hide?

Oh, how well do you have to know someone
to know if they're real?
People get married and die thinking they're in love
and never know how it really feels.

Or they find out halfway through drinking the cup
that the package says, 'Stevia'
which is just natural for someone like that
who doesn't feel real love.

So if you're fake, tell me right now,
there's no way you'll be able to hide
because when all the fake sugars get sifted out
you'll fall into the fire.

And if you try to use me
you'll be ground to powder,
you know I'd rather drink black coffee
than have you're fake sugar.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 17, 2013
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