With the right inspiration
I can write the world
I will bring the world to you
If that is what you wish me to do.
I will give you every word and any word
You could imagine with a simple stroke of this pen
But when it comes down to telling you
What it is i feel inside
Dont get your hopes up

I have never been one
to verbally express myself.
I was taught to keep it bottled
to write it on paper
To seal away the pain the joy and the glory.
I know I may not be the best
When it comes to this relationship
but I try like hell I really do...

I couldn't imagine to see you
with anyone else
I Just can never seem to say
what i want out loud
I can have it all perfect in my head
and with this pen
but when it comes out its just all wrong.

I'm sorry I cant be perfect
I'm sorry I get so Agitated

BUT I'm mad at myself
for never saying things right
I'm angered with myself
for not being able to express
I'm furious at myself
for not being able to explain
I'm foolish for not being able
to say the things that needed to be said.

But most of all I cry,
For watching you walk out of my life.