When I am really broken on the inside
I reach for my pen to heal my scars
My only beloved and my best friend!
How much I turn to you my pen?
Cause you’re the only one
Who knows me deeply from within!
And when I was only ten
You were patient with my childish dreams
Like dreaming of becoming a beautiful queen!
And when I turned eighteen
I am holding on you and I’m still so keen
For you’re the truest friend I’ve ever seen!
When all the other people just don’t care
You were beside and you were there
My most special thoughts with you I share!
I turn to you when I’m so weak
For you’re the one who understands me
When I really feel like I can’t speak!
I turn to you when no one is on my side
You know my every secret
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