I can't talk to nobody,
I feel like nobody understands,
So I pick up some paper and grab me a pen.
You see me smile, but if you only knew..
I'm just glad that God gave me a pen, paper, and the ability to write.
Cause when I feel like no hears me,
I just write..
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 11:41 AM UTC
I can't talk to nobody,
I feel like nobody understands,
So I pick up some paper and grab me a pen.
You see me smile, but if you only knew..
I'm just glad that God gave me a pen, paper, and the ability to write.
Cause when I feel like no hears me,
I just write..
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