Take everything in your mind,
And just let it flow.
Drag your pen across the paper,
Make some lines.
Burst of color are truly beautiful,
Even words work just fine.

The paper holds so much about me,
That the world may never know.
So many words I've scribbled on paper,
Just trying to let things go.
My mind is a masterpiece of chaos,
I mustn't let it show.
Sometimes emotions bubble over,
And I don't know if I'll be okay,
But if I have the ability to write it out,
I can make it through the day.


The paper knows how I feel and why,
It's kept so many of my secrets.
To the paper I've confessed a lot of lies.
So when the going gets tough,
I know where to go.
I put my pen to the paper and reveal things that most people will probably never know.