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.
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
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
A little bit of laughter,
A little bit of tears,
A little bit of happiness,
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
There's none to compare to you,
When we're apart I feel so blue.
I
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
