With its dark blue cover and yellow pages
The edges were golden,so unique and simple
I don't remember from where I got that notebook
Or how I ended up trying to write names in it,but I just did
They said write their names down,one after another
With a dark black ink not an invisible one (oh how much I wanted to use it instead)
Bad,mean people or their little dirty secrets or even the lies and the rumours
Write them
Two weeks passed and my pages were clean,not a single letter was on
It was a hopeless case,so I wrote two random names
After a while,I wanted to burn the "Burn Book"
Cause no one deserves to get burn, I know some do but that's not up to me or you
You are just like me,a person with an unknown past and messing present but maybe a bright future
Everyone deserves a second chance.
YOU ARE READING
Elements
PoetryTime will reveal everything. What's fake and what's real,who is and who isn't. Elements...cause maybe we will discover new ones. Elements..cause we are the elements of our society. *Not edited*
