Be outspoken, they advice
Be bold, they caution
But deep down, my pen had always been my best friend.
It knows my deepest secrets!
It reverence my cool,
And understands my wound.
I can converse in a million written words,
But a thousand spoken words will be a struggle.
Call it self-esteem,
Deem it temperament,
I'm so addicted,
I don't crave for a change.
See, I love this shell,
Written words makes me sane.
I can boldly express my fears.
Don't try to change me,
Only bring up interesting topics when we see,
And believe me,
A million spoken words will be birth,
Though without much eye contact,
'Cause that I've always dread!
Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 2:29 PM UTC
Be outspoken, they advice
Be bold, they caution
But deep down, my pen had always been my best friend.
It knows my deepest secrets!
It reverence my cool,
And understands my wound.
I can converse in a million written words,
But a thousand spoken words will be a struggle.
Call it self-esteem,
Deem it temperament,
I'm so addicted,
I don't crave for a change.
See, I love this shell,
Written words makes me sane.
I can boldly express my fears.
Don't try to change me,
Only bring up interesting topics when we see,
And believe me,
A million spoken words will be birth,
Though without much eye contact,
'Cause that I've always dread!
