Giving Up

Don't you dare, don't you dare, don't you dare,
Ever mistake me,
For a liar or someone,
Who gives up easily.

Don't you ever think or believe,
That I don't try,
I will never ever be that person,
Never, no, not I.

But I am, I so am, I am that person,
Who knows a lost cause,
I am the person, indeed I am,
Who knows when to pause.

I know too well, far too well,
When something is broken,
Because I am, I always am the person,
Who's heart was taken.

For the Writers

We need more pens in this palace,
I'm running out of tools,
My pens from the palace,
Were stolen by the fools.

We have no more pens in the kingdom,
They were taken by the idiot,
And all the pens in the kingdom,
Didn't care one bit.

We must have more pens in the world,
For those blessed with the gift of writing,
We have got to get more pens in the world,
For the only one left is the one I'm using.