Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
