How can I live without you?

You correct my mistakes but not all.

Oh if only there were other things you could do.

Can you erase my embarrassing moments?

From the time I fell during a promotion ceremony to the time I was rejected in front of all.

Can you abolish my memories?

When I was an outcast in school to where I felt the loss of a loved one.

Can you eliminate those who cared less for me?

From the person who claimed I wasn't enough to another one who betrayed me.

Can you obliterate my errors?

When I got grades that barley got me by or putting off tasks until the last minute.

Sadly, you can only do so much.

For now you do enough by correcting my writing in ink.

When you run out I find myself panicking and I'm forced to cross out my inaccuracy of spelling words or creating a proper sentence.

Oh White Out where would I be without you?