Of words and levity

I wrote bluesie from pain. I definitely had that. Now writing an album about love and feeling pain, I am realizing just how empty evil people’s words are. The last thing,for everything I am, I can wish for myself is that my words are empty. My lyrics for 2025 are not empty. They are just love songs painfully drawn from pain. Empty words are worthless. There is nether dignity nor attraction for them. They are the very epitome of fraud.