As I press my pen to paper
Allowing the ink to spill along the page
New feelings begin to come over me
As if I'm becoming the real me
Any worries that are filling my mind
Like what project is due today
Or what bill I have to pay that day
All begin to fade away
Any bad emotions I may have felt that day
Begin to scatter and flea wildly
Seeming as if what I felt and why
Doesn't matter anymore
Once I put my pen to paper I become
That person who believes in true love and soul mates
Someone who sees beauty in everything
Who has the wisdom of one beyond my years
As I press my pen to paper
Allowing my words to color the pages
Any words I have up begin to fall
Letting all of who I am fill the blank spaces