I broke my pen on purpose
Just to avoid pouring my chest out
I closed my eyes on purpose
I didn't want to let any tear out
I had put the blame on writers block
But deep down I knew that I was too ashamed to share my thoughts
I had put the blame on writers block
But my note pad knew all along that it was all my fault
So when I broke my pen on purpose
I thought escaping meant me giving up
When I broke my pen on purpose
I thought I became an open book
And the world had read enough
©frank97
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