This pencil that I write with
My sould pours out the tip
But I hate writing with the lead
I need my pencil to be flipped
I need to use an eraser
To cover up my lies
I need to use an eraser
To dry my tear filled eyes
I need a magic eraser
But this magic doesn't exist
For this magic lies in hope
To erase this pain is what I'd wish
I just need to find an eraser
To vanish all my scars
But finding such an eraser
Is oh so very hard
I can't find an eraser
To erase all my mistakes
You might think that I've found one
But this happiness is fake
