pick up the pen

I pick up the pen let my thoughts flow spilling my soul on this paper letting it show words of wisdom truth untold in this world so cold my story’s unfold struggles and pain I wear it like a crown through the rain I never back down from the streets to the stage I hold my ground my voice is a weapon my words profound I speak for the voiceless the ones in despair the ones who feel hopeless like nobody cares I bring the light to darkness show em there’s a way through the power of my pen I pave the way I paint pictures with words make em feel my pain through the struggles and hurt I still maintain my spirit unbroken my will untamed I pick up the pen and write my name