I Express my pain through my words
I give out the venom I so much would want others to see me spill out
but I can’t
that’s not my nature; so I leave it on paper, drenched in my tears, I pour it all in.
The good moments, the bad, the sad..oh when I felt weak, when I felt lost, hey, and when i recovered my strength.
I just leave it all on paper!
I just let it out, right there!
And that’s enough for me.
The paper listens even better, the ink understands even more than anyone else would.
All I have to do
Is just to keep writing it!
All on paper, with ink!