Shall I share my deepest thought?
Reveal all my secretes on these pages?
Filling each line with all my dreams
And every word I’m afraid to speak?
But who will listen?
Who will read?
If they do, would they look at its writer diffently?
Would they soak every up phrase? Or just simply turn to the next page
After all this is an empty canvas
A solace for a time in distress
A story wrapped around a blue dress
Watch me paint you a picture without a brush
Just a pen and my words
as each storys progress
i hope to leave the reader impressed
but at the end of the day
this is an entry into my journal
who cares what i have to say