with this pen...

you go away in the mid-morning;
and arrives late in the evening;
you will always look so tired...
but still, you smiled...

you work 8 hours a day...
and work 8 hours at night....
and at this point I have to ask...
do you ever get tired?

I saw you cry that one time..
you said "ill do it for you, anytime"
I don't know why it felt heavy,
You really would give anything for another penny...

I'm sorry it took this long...
for me to figure out what is wrong...
And as I write with this pen in my hand...
I hope you'll be proud even if this isn't grand...


-koi-