𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜 𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗧 ✦ 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚

The Quill I

I met this person,
and they made me speak,
teached me my best version,
cause I was weak.

Filled me with blue,
showed me words,
took me to the zoo
and showed me birds.

Then they let me speak,
with paper and ink,
like a freak,
I don't have to think.

I know what to say,
I know what to bleed,
I want to play
and you can read.