Purely Personal Pieces

Write On

I grabbed the paper
from Your hand in haste
Began to write my own story
but it never made sense

I took the liberty
Penned my thoughts
‘Coz if it’s gonna be my story
I gotta write it alone


But it never made sense
It never made sense


‘Coz You know better,
you know what is best
Your thoughts are higher than mine
Your weakness stronger than my strength

Would a clay reason
with its Maker
if it doesn’t look like the rest?
Would a tale argue with it’s Author?
Would it even care how it would end?


You’re the better writer
You’re the best, I am the worst
So write on
Keep the pen and keep writing on


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