I don't know how much longer
I can stand sitting
in the nosebleed seats
Waiting patiently on success
I can't wait for the day
I move to front row seats
I'll hold back the
I told you so's
Once a doubter always a doubter
in my eyes
You told me I was out of my mind
I took that blow on the chin
And I picked up the Pen
You lose I win
Just surrender now
Or my pen will add another victim
YOU ARE READING
Victim Of the Pen
PoetrySometimes I'm the victim of the pen , sometimes it's those that cross me and get on my bad side there's also times when I do this for fun to test my creativity out I hope you enjoy
