Man I can’t believe what my pen did
My pen cheated and unfortunately paper, conceived
I asked my pen why with tears in my eyes
He just looked at me and this was his reply

"Your emotions are a bit to rough just for me to handle
Thanks to you, I'm all burned out just like a scented candle
By day you write your work and that is my only break
But by night it's crying and sobbing,
Please stop for heavens sake
You cry about this and you cry about that
I let you cry on my shoulder, but you want me to carry you on my back
You miss use my ink and you cause me to bleed
I think I'm not the one you want, I'm not the one you need."

I sat there in total awe, after hearing what she said
I guess it was clear to both me and him what decision you made
So I turned to paper and asked her what her thoughts
And to the table of discussion, this is what she brought

"I'm terribly sorry that it had to happen like this
For pen and I to get trapped in temptations' wonderful bliss
But you had something good, but to bad, cause you lost it
Your candle must have blew out
So let me strike a match and again it will be lit
Once you have something good you have to work together
I don't know what pen saw in you cause I can obviously do betta
You don’t know how to treat someone like pen
You must have been hittin' hard on that weed and gin
Pen and I love each other so your duties are relieved
Just accept the fact that pen cheated and I, paper conceived"

Now I really couldn't say anything after hearing this
Back tracking on what they said because something I obviously miss
Pen left me for paper and now she is about to give birth
He left me like a dime; there was nothing to my worth
But they did tell me that I could name it whateva it would be
I though long and hard...
So I guess that I'll call it poetry