Need... Need? No, Can't Live Without...
Need
Need?
No, can't live without...
Is it the way you glide across ever so lightly?
Or how you fit right in the palm of my hand?
Maybe, just maybe
It's the way that you understand me
Let me breakdown while you stand for me
Tell all my secrets while you bear them with me
But what about when you can't take it anymore?
What about what you need?
Thin like a leaf that can flow in the breeze
What you depend on to show me my flaws
That you carry everyday while I stay on my knees
Need
Need?
No, can't live without...
I can't live without my pen who is my friend and
always understand me when the complex society
counts me like a casualty
An my paper that's my savior
Who holds everything I had on my shoulders
Like partners in crime they always have time for
Me
Yes, that's what I can't live without... my pen and paper
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