Blank [August 20, 2015]

I am plain, just ordinary

I am bland with no story

My paint is white on paper

No action, nothing matters

 

Afraid, I fear inaction

Powerless, no reaction

Lost in a world of white

Blank paper, white paint

 

Once more I try to write

Pushing forward with, all my might

I make change, and start to write

The paint is white, and comes out bright

As the colors appear in the night

 

The paper starts to form a picture

As I write feelings on paper

What I see, what I do

All I’ve done is portrayed to you

 

My life was once blank

I could not change, I could not paint

But now that colors do stain

I wake up with no pain

 

Looking on with no expression

You try to understand

How I could change my depression

The answer is simple, do all you can

You too can take a stand

And paint the blank