Writings

As my paper hits the pen are you listening Do you hear my smile, my frown, my cry do you see my laughter do you feel my words which yell my cries for attention Or does it seem like a maze To make it clear here's the directions to my mind where all my ideas have started or would you like keys to my heart so i can open up like a flower and blossom or would you prefer the window to my soul so i can be set free and write the stories of the world