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.
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
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
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
