Because I write

Pen and paper offer clarity The world moves too fast Everything blurs together and we are trapped into confusion My pen cuts through the fog My paper is the path I see where I've been and map were I'll go I can't change the weather or stop death from knocking on my door but I control the pen it rest my hand it dose what I want it to do feel what I feel with a paper and pen I'm safe enough to be who a really am together we create truth in a world of lies paper and pen are my friends