Pen is my tears

When I feel sad,alone, depressed, happy all my emotions are expressed by pen

People say I don’t cry

But I do cry

I lock myself in a room sharing all my emotions with a pen and a book

At my study table

Not crying loud

No one hearing my sorrows

Pen and book are the ones who helps me wipe out my tears.

They never leave my side

Smile is my weapon to hide my sorrows but that smile diappears whenever I’m alone

This is me and my pen

We’re best friends