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.
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
Remember when we first did meet,
our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.
Remember
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
