My Notebook

Stimulating ideas pop into your head You need a pen…you need a piece of lined paper It looks like you’re outtah luck…no wonder you’re drowning in dread You need a shoulder to lie your head down for a moment’s rest… You need a helper…to aid you while you struggle emotionally… I’m not trying to irritate you purposely Try with all your might…try your best To stay optimistic and fervent I believe that you’ll pass the test Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook… Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter… I’m a rotten mess – you’re leaving me as if I’m an uninteresting book Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don’t mean to bother… But, you’re like no other . . . You’re like a mat – you’re constantly stepped on… I’m like YOUR unwanted tool – I stepped on you and Pushed your buttons I accused you of being the fool When, in fact, I’m the fool by your side… You’re drifting…pushing me aside… I’m writing words of truth though – Expressing how much I’m fond of you I esteem your presence Glowing with glee At times, you do say things without thinking I’m the god of distress – You’re leaving me breathless Cutting me down like I’m some decaying tree You don’t see how much you make me… Guilty for your crimes Taking the blame about the hundredth time At times, I feel that I’m awkward when I’m around you You’re like a backpack – you carry everyone’s weight… You’re like a sponge – soaking in our stress I’m a distraction to you – you’re wasting valuable time…but don’t hesitate I’m writing words of self-centered feelings – logic doesn’t exist… But these feelings aren’t as bad as committing a crime These feelings come and go – I just had to confess I didn’t mean to screw up your progress… Hey, if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night When you wrote those words on my notebook… It made my day…you’re such a delight Like reading a fascinating, classic book