My pen

My pen

She said that she's leaving 
Taking the Amtrak train 
And if I don’t stop her now 
She’s not coming back again 

she said that my writing 
Cause the relationship to end 
and if I don't want her to go 
I have to throw away my pen 

So she finish packing 
and said its getting late 
and I watch from the window 
as she walks out the gate 

All I have is my poems 
It comes to me in my brain 
and as soon as I writes it 
and other one comes to me again 

How can she love me? 
But don’t want me to write 
It’s like wanting the moon 
But you don’t need the night 

So I rather be living alone 
here In my darken den 
Than living with someone 
Who wants to stop my pen? 

Everyone has a passion in life 
I got mine and you got yours 
And if you try to stop a dream 
Frustrations will walk thru the doors 

I don't know where she's going 
or why she just didn't care 
She tries to stop my poems 
And that’s really was not fair 

Sometimes you waste your love 
by giving it to the wrong one 
And you never really realize it 
Until they have left and gone 

She’s in the train by now 
so she's not coming back again 
she knew I was a poet when me met 
but still she tried to kill my pen 

so I am going to have some gelato 
and bring this poem to an end 
and when a poem comes to mind 
I will pick up my pen 

Some will try to stop your dreams 
And never bother to look for theirs 
They won’t waste time to search for it 
So they try to make yours disappears