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.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
I've loved you since I met you,
Though there's nothing I can do.
You've hurt my f
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
