I want a book Something that I can call mine I want it to be big Filled with empty pages I want to know more about me The way I feel about a crush How I sing and look I want to know my favorite thing How it brings me nostalgic thoughts
I want to know if I ever found some to love me Who will What's there name Tell me the drama Did they leave you
I want to know me My favorite color My secrets My insecurities My bad thoughts My reasons to cry My reason I act bold My lonesome ways
I want to know more I want to write a book with pictures Pictures of me and memories So if I forget I will not and I will remember
Because I wrote my book I'll give it to my children And they will give it to there children So once I pass I don't have to feel
like I died alone and sad...
I want to write a book
Day dreaming about my future and so it became a poem.