On paper, everything is so easy to say.
but when it comes to words, I draw a blank
I've never been able to express how I really feel,
because things never came that easy for a girl with no one to thank.
I hate speaking, when I could just easily write.
because tripping over words isn't the way to speak.
My paper ages with the years I grow older
and my pens run out of ink
On paper, everything is so easy to say.
I can speak my mind with no one to judge
I can write and write and write
No one can stop me or make me budge.
This is how I feel, on paper I will say
No matter what else, my words are my heart
Aside from painting and reading and feeling,
Words are my very best art.
