My Pen Is Never Shy

My pen is never shy
Not too proud to not tell
Not too vexed to lie
The truth and all the flaws it shares
Its manifestation above reality
Its distinction and authenticity
Such an exceptional piece, a pin pointed ball in ink
No matter what the colour genuine it remains,

Fluently is all it says,
Not perfect at all but full of care,
Yet the truth hurts,
But understand I cry at times and still roll with times