It's Just Me You And This World Poem by Dana Soumbouloglou

This wooden pencil is finishing by me writing you a letter
As time passes my thinking of you I feel much better
What a wonderful day to spend in the fresh free air
Sleeping on your lap and your fingers passing through my hair
I'm on my way to say what's really deep in me
I don't really care how harsh it could be
It's just u me and this world
Nothing can replace such clear words
It's the hope I show off to develop
It's never hidden like a secret envelope
My wooden pencil is vanishing just so fast
Same as movies are ended by a fine written cast