This Time Around

I write with a pencil Because I make a lot of mistakes See, look at that first line up there I had to re-write it With a pen—I’d have had to scribble the whole line out And start over
Life is like writing with a pen We all do a lot of scribbling out
A pen can make a mess of a paper With too many scribbles Crossing out X-ing out Blacking out Sometimes whole pages are removed Ripped up and thrown away But it’s fine We just go on to the next one
One day we’ll get it right.