A Crisp clean notebook
Is a new start at life
A chance to change
To work harder
To live happier
The beauty of the choices
Overwhelms ones mind
And the Possibilities are
Endless
I see you
We look the same
But we are different
From the outside
We are vaguely identical
You are worn from use
I am new
Otherwise we both hold tattoos
Scars from graffiti
It suits us, we are loved
To open you , I am searching your insides
The first feeling I sense is pain
You are overworked, overtired
You are kept along
Only to find true meaning before death
I look down at myself
Examining my insides in relation to yours
I see blank pages
So white they are almost blinding
They hold opportunity
Symbolize a beginning
One day I will find myself
Old, loved, and overused
I can only hope to be as great as you
Someday along the road
I’ve Already made it much farther
I’m in Ohio, where did you go, to school?
I’m writing more meaningful things
Than homework, drawings and pain.
Sorry to have surpassed you already
You where my inspiration to get this far.
Even to make menacing scribbles
Across these pages
Wouldn’t dull their beautiful cleanliness
It scares ma a bit
I’m afraid to dirty them
But not to scared to write
Nothing could stop me
From Writing
It is my life
But with pages bent and ruffled,
You lose some of your innocence
And I feel much more compelled
To Write
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Submission Name: Notes of a New Notebook
