Make the Pen Bleed

I won't stop writing until I make the pen bleed Until my heart falls on the paper and you feel the beat When my tears can be felt in physical form I promise to leave I won't stop writing until I make the pen bleed I write from a place of pain with a mental aspect I Learned mistakes are meant to Be made, so I started to write with a pencil less If there's a spelling mistake just know that's part of my passion Focus on the body of my mistakes and you won't see the heart of my actions People buy jewels and material stuff to cover fear The hate is real, but is the love sincere? Am I important to you?, or just another, here? You feel I'm dangerous because I cry with blood not tears Anytime I write, I act like I've never picked up a pen before One thing I learned is, the most beautiful girls are the most insecure Battled depression, so I've been to war Paid for my mistakes that you don't see in the store The receipt is the scars attached to my skin I'm trying to keep up a smile, while you keep up with the Kardashian's Sometimes you need to take a step back, to move forward What keeps me going, is so many want to see me forfeit I'm done pleasing others, I'm finally working on me Starting to like myself, becoming the best version of me I've almost overcame all of the hurting in me I've found myself, I don't need you searching for me I'll keep writing until I make the pen bleed Until my heart falls on the paper and you feel it beat When my tears can be felt in physical form, I promise to leave I won't stop writing until the pen bleeds