Thursday, June 17, 2010
Sometimes I'd rather forget people and use a pen to vent;
Always willing to concent to invent.
Responsible for so many imporant messsages sent;
As long as I know that, I don't care if I make a cent.
Like any other great weapon it could be used for with bad intent;
Think about how many signatures have caused torment.
Where have all of the mightiest, righteous user's went?
I need you back to rise up and represent.
The pen always works one-hundred percent;
Especially when it comes to impriting my good feelings in your heart like cement.
The pen can be used for good and bad. It is just sad that so many people underestimate the power of this vast tool. It really does amaze me. Call me crazy, but my pen is my friend.