Nobody Believes Me

My pen talks to me but nobody believes me The paper in my pad tells me that I need to use each piece My pen says you use me till I'm empty then won't keep me My pen talks to me but nobody believes me First of all, I don't think you fully understand my significance I won't be the one to kill, but I sign the death certificate I was the one to sign the cheque that you just received I'm far from a whore, but every second of the day I have someone touch me People misplace me all the time and hardly ever put on my lid Right now I'm being used for the first time by a kid Just last night, I was in the hands of a gangsta and Mafia boss Artists use me daily, but don't realise my importance until I'm lost Without me they wouldn't be able to create stories or verses They get credit for coming up with the idea but I'm who they should worship As soon as I dry up or run out of ink I'm thrown away and I no longer matter I'm easily replaced but will another version of me, be able to finish that chapter? I'm considered lucky to some and I'm the only one they will use But when they have a block then I'm who they abuse I've never had a simple thank you, even though I do all of this I was the one who inked your favourite movie script I give people strength even though I get weaker with every drop of ink Guess who was used to sign your most important documents? I'm cheap to buy, but my value can't be measured I can make you a millionaire, but I'm tired of not being treasured My pen talks to me but nobody believes me The paper in my pad tells me that I need to use each piece My pen says you use me till I'm empty then won't keep me My pen talks to me but nobody believes me