There's a handy jotter on my desk,
two notebooks filled with drawings,
Cookie boxes now empty.
A purse only used for crayons,
A5, A4... A3 ?
I see pencils laying down,
cameras all around.
Teddy bears lying down,
for me to later rest upon,
a world with no fun?
When I open a new book,
ones with no lines.
When I open a new book,
I create a new lives.
it could start, from one doodle one day,
to create a new journey, a new life today.
Looking up ancient history, facts about astrology,
posters of Harley guide me through.
Idols laid upon the walls, singing all their favourite songs,
one day, hoping to meet them too.
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 8:35 AM UTC
There's a handy jotter on my desk,
two notebooks filled with drawings,
Cookie boxes now empty.
A purse only used for crayons,
A5, A4... A3 ?
I see pencils laying down,
cameras all around.
Teddy bears lying down,
for me to later rest upon,
a world with no fun?
When I open a new book,
ones with no lines.
When I open a new book,
I create a new lives.
it could start, from one doodle one day,
to create a new journey, a new life today.
Looking up ancient history, facts about astrology,
posters of Harley guide me through.
Idols laid upon the walls, singing all their favourite songs,
one day, hoping to meet them too.
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