sharpened pencil to the paper
scratches of graphite and tears
i want melody, rhythm, and a beat
to fill the lonely night
i want to scream them out
saying
     i made this

i want lyrics that flow smoothly
reverberating in your soul
with just that one line
that everybody knows
means the world

but upon careful reflection
these words cant happen
i dont know the words that saved me
because im not quite there yet