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 look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me in the dark all alone?
Why did you h
