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.
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
