I wish I was a pen. pens dont lie. only the people that use them. the pen in my hand is the most honest thing i have.
a pen cant think, it cant create, only the lying person holding it...me. the pen says what it means, even if the message is a lie the pen can only write what i tell it to write. what its meant to write.
somethings start to become clear. girls pass notes, because even if the gossip is bullshit they at least know it
at least has some truth to it. the pen is a tool that is often abused. am i so bold as to speak truth when all this will do is write the lies im to afraid to say.
does it matter the color of the ink? is the change of color significant to the reallity of the message? different
color pens...a more docorative way to lie to the face of the reader. smile they're looking this way.
people will always lie. pens will always write. and i will never write anything worth reading.
so maybe a pens is not what i want to be...


i wasn't sure where to post something like this...