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've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
