I gave you a gel pen
Kinda regret it
But don't want to ask for it back
So here i'll stay
Waiting for they day
You realize you still have it
and maybe give it back to me
That little pen
It represents my heart
It spills it guts and makes your dreams come true
Use it as much as you want
Fill in every drawing
Paint every picture you want with it
My heart bleeds for you
And so my pen's ink bleeds too
Clinging to your palms
Hoping to stay
Not be washed away
Dear Kelly
Do you know you still have my heart
You may not see it now
You may not think about it but you do
I gave you that pen
One of my favorites
I can't say i don't regret it
I can't let go
Not when i am here
Knowing you have my pen
The pen that is my heart
Hey Kelly
Can i have my pen back?
That pen means the world to me
It represents my heart
My love
My peace
You hold it there
Keeping it locked away
Hiding it in some drawer
I can't escape
It's trapped in there
Help like a bird in a cage
Screaming to be free
Bleeding from it's finger
Painting your picture
With it's blood
YOU ARE READING
Poems
Poetry"But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know right now, you can't tell. But stay a while and maybe you'll see a different side of me" - Matchbox 20 Poems are my way of freedom, to express myself, and all of them are here in one place, most...
