I stare at this paper so white <br />I just don't know what's so right <br />I want to write on it <br />I would love to write a sonnet <br />I just am alone with the green lines <br />The red now just starts to shine <br />Blank as my mind is this sheet <br />Please can my pen and it just meet <br />Instead of me sitting here dumbstruck <br />As if I almost got hit by a truck <br />Ink blue as the sky not writing <br />Instead on its end I keep biting <br />I don't want to right about a caper <br />So I’ll just stare at this Blank Mocking Paper<br /><br />Zachary Clark<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blank-mocking-paper/
