A writer has the empty page where he can set the scene. He puts the actors on the stage or on the movie screen. The characters all say the words the writer wants to hear and then my friend; a happy end.
But when the writer steps outside that room where he is king. He can't control when lives collide or what the lovers sing. And so he hides behind his words the one place he belongs. And in black and white he can rewrite the wrongs.
Where he can find the strength to say what those he loves should hear. And just erase mistakes he's made then make them disappear. Where he can change the plot so he's a hero not a louse, And when the curtain falls...... there's not a dry eye in the house.
A writer hopes to leave behind a work no one forgets. And when he writes the end to find he has the right regrets. A writer has the empty page where he can use his pen. To mend his heart and try to start again...
But when the writer steps outside that room where he is king. He can't control when lives collide or what the lovers sing. And so he hides behind his words the one place he belongs. And in black and white he can rewrite the wrongs.
Where he can find the strength to say what those he loves should hear. And just erase mistakes he's made then make them disappear. Where he can change the plot so he's a hero not a louse, And when the curtain falls...... there's not a dry eye in the house.
A writer hopes to leave behind a work no one forgets. And when he writes the end to find he has the right regrets. A writer has the empty page where he can use his pen. To mend his heart and try to start again...
Why you sooo emo!!!
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@JokerPJ, sweetie.. It is actually a good turn.. Nothing emo la..
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