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've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
