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.
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
No one truly knows or understands;
You have my heart in your hands.
My love is wh
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
