My one true Friend.
My only real link from my mind
To my Hand.
Without my Pencil
I'd not be able to write
At least, not the way I like to,
With my mind flowing
And a surrounding feeling of light.
With My Pencil
The World becomes Oblivious to Me,
I can only sense my fantasies,
Far as the Eye can See.
Now, you might sense this as a contradiction.
I'm typing on a keyboard,
This might all be fiction!
But no, it's because I want this to be shown.
And My Pencil would have helped me type
If it wasn't in my mind unknown.
I bet you're thinking: O.o