Diary
thought life was like a diary
begun the day you're born
filled with crazy writing
up to the latest dawn
and reaching out from there
towards the page you'd never turn
the empty days
the fate you'd still to learn
thought life was like a diary
begun the day you're born
but nothing this confusing
could be so clearly drawn
and today i saw it in a different light
and my heart sank
the days to come were filled
the days gone, blank.