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