Write This With a Pen
Write in metaphors!
She uses pen ever damn day.
Writes her S's the exact same way.
She writes in the journal what she wishes she could say.
She runs the ink like she runs away.
The pen lets her hide behind the guilt.
Puts it in her hand and holds it at a tilt.
Tight grip from all the emotions she's built.
Zips it up in its bag.
Brings it out in class but never brags.
Too scared to show it for someone else to have.
She drags it along the college ruled paper.
Making sure it never takes her with it.
Been using it for so long.
That the spring broke and is now gone.
The once durable and strong pen, has a clicking sound that is all wrong.
The ink is about to run out.
She chewed the shit out of the tip in her mouth.
A path to secludedness left her on the dirt route.
And she can't take whats coming from the doubts.
She can pout all she wants to.
But that bitch needs to stop hiding and do all the things she never drew.
A lying ass who was never true.
Just hid behind the pen and wrote her blues.
She uses pen ever damn day.
Writes her S's the exact same way.
She writes in the journal what she wishes she could say.
She runs the ink like she runs away.
The pen lets her hide behind the guilt.
Puts it in her hand and holds it at a tilt.
Tight grip from all the emotions she's built.
Zips it up in its bag.
Brings it out in class but never brags.
Too scared to show it for someone else to have.
She drags it along the college ruled paper.
Making sure it never takes her with it.
Been using it for so long.
That the spring broke and is now gone.
The once durable and strong pen, has a clicking sound that is all wrong.
The ink is about to run out.
She chewed the shit out of the tip in her mouth.
A path to secludedness left her on the dirt route.
And she can't take whats coming from the doubts.
She can pout all she wants to.
But that bitch needs to stop hiding and do all the things she never drew.
A lying ass who was never true.
Just hid behind the pen and wrote her blues.