Dependence

I depend on this pen and paper like a crutch, Hoping to clear my mind cause my thoughts have become too much Only wanting to smile and be proud, but happiness is something I can't seem to touch Moving back, while time races forward Going in circles, reliving events that have already been recorded Trying to move on but it feels like my steps have already been ordered So I depend on this pen and paper cause they let me freely vent They don't talk back and I never have to explain what I meant If they were women they would be truly Heaven sent But that isn't reality cause not too many women are real I'm talking bout love you can just feel In your mind, your heart, and spirit, that shit that's a big deal So I depend on this pen and paper to fill that empty void To calm my nerves whenever I'm angry or annoyed They are like my crack rock, my heroin, my steroid Giving me that something I need when I'm in need Never having to ask twice or get on my knees Like I said they are that something I need when I'm in need I depend on this pen and paper cause time after time they have helped me Never objecting, just letting me speak freely They are grateful for my words and they respect my honesty No one or anything could ever break this bond Were like frogs and lily pads in a pond Something like wizards with their wands Like I said nothing could ever break this bond