He said that blank pages are the hardest to fill,I was silent
He said that I’m different, I was silent
The reason for my silence? Everything
What I wanted, what I felt
What I needed, what I lacked and what I had
My hopes were sky high, unreachable high
My dreams were great, far beyond his understanding
My achievements were still few, fewer than what he felt
Yet all was fine, or so he thought
I thought about it, I analysed it
I examined myself about it,tried to be honest about it
I then realized that what he felt was blank
And what I felt was blank
His kind of blank?
That which was the hardest to fill due to lack of it
My kind of blank?
Something I’m still unaware of
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 7:16 AM UTC
He said that blank pages are the hardest to fill,I was silent
He said that I’m different, I was silent
The reason for my silence? Everything
What I wanted, what I felt
What I needed, what I lacked and what I had
My hopes were sky high, unreachable high
My dreams were great, far beyond his understanding
My achievements were still few, fewer than what he felt
Yet all was fine, or so he thought
I thought about it, I analysed it
I examined myself about it,tried to be honest about it
I then realized that what he felt was blank
And what I felt was blank
His kind of blank?
That which was the hardest to fill due to lack of it
My kind of blank?
Something I’m still unaware of