Dear Draft Box, <br />You are the only real friend I have, <br />I can say anything to you, <br />I can write anything to you, <br />You always make me feel safe. <br /> <br />Dear Draft Box, <br />It is scary when we move to that other stage, <br />That other place, <br />The Inbox, <br />There, we expose ourselves, <br />For who we really are. <br /> <br />But then, <br />Here is the truth, <br />Right now, <br />This is what I am, <br />Perhaps this time will pass. <br /> <br />Dear Inbox, <br />Give me the chance, <br />Please be fair, <br />And just with me, <br />Don't judge me, <br />Because I only write what I feel right now, <br />Perhaps by the time this message gets to you, <br />I shall decide I am someone else all together. <br /> <br />Know this, <br />My Draft box is my heart, <br />My Inbox my tongue, <br />Too late, too late, <br />When all is said and done, <br />The draft box is a safer place, <br />To keep my thoughts, <br />And fears, <br />And hopes, <br />And dreams.<br /><br />Aisha Sherazi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dear-draft-box-dear-inbox/
