Tiny me Therapy Honey It Happened To The Kids Again

I run like a river and sometimes I weep. I am the ink for a promise you always must keep. Trapped in my cage, I ebb and I flow. If you set me free, I harden and slow.

I start with T, I end with T, and I hold T within.

With teeth I grin but never bite, a flexible spine, locked up tight. My dance begins with a pull or tug, I part and join with perfect snug. I walk no path, yet run a track, once closed, I never leave a crack.

All people hate when you tip me If I answer what's wrong then you doubt me I'm the one thing that will last forever If you know me you can't be that clever