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 see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
