What An Amazing Day It Was
What An Amazing Day It Was
What an amazing day it was
Communing with that paper, pouring all my flaws
It supported when I needed
It caressed when I was mislead
Happily, it endured being crumpled
So understanding and so humble
Everytime I pressured it with the ink
It unveiled the real me at every blink
Form absorbing my tears
To cognizing me with my fears
Handling me when on pins and needles
To solving my mysterious riddles
A soul mate that I could trust when aloof
How could a mere paper be so confidential and trustful?
Now this is how I articulate, this is how I illustrate
A manifestation so unadulterate!