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 lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
I thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
