My Pen

by Aarav Trivedi, 15 years old

Thoughts in my brain,
and a pen in my hand.

A bright day
turning my dark night
into a band of light.

So many friends,
but no one like it.
I am incomplete without it.

The one that changed a life
that was once nothing.
A pen, my best friend
who gave me everything.

It touched my hidden soul,
turned the tables,
made me whole.

It may be just a simple thing,
but for me,
it gave me wings.

When I look for moments
to cheer me up,
my best friend,
PEN,
always lifts me up.