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Pencil Off of My Paper
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My New Teenage Life My sketchbook lies there on my bed,
Next to where I lay down and dream of nightmares.
I'm unable to sleep the night away without fear,
So I turned on the lights and sat up against the wall.
Why does everyone have to steal my pencils?
This one is the last pencil I'll have for a while...
Red isn't really my favorite color even though it's cool,
But it seems to give me a lot of luck in drawing.
So many pages have been ripped out,
Symbolizing me leaving pieces of my past behind to move on.
No longer will these pages will be left in grayish color
Because the precious pieces of me will be in every beautiful color.
Life, to me, is always like a drawing;
Mistakes will never be truly erased from the canvas,
But they can always be covered up by new drawings.
I always do my best to make little mistakes as possible.
This is what made me endure life.
If everything that exists is art,
Then I'd gladly offer to create more art for this world.
And it all begins with me lifting up my pencil off of my paper...
Life, to me, is always like a
Life, to me, is always like a drawing;
Mistakes will never be truly erased from the canvas,
But they can always be covered up by new drawings.
I always do my best to make little mistakes as possible.
This is so well put.....live by your OWN words, and don't worry about the "mistake"
I am enjoying your stuff very much!
I'm glad that you're enjoying
I'm glad that you're enjoying them :) Thanks!