Paper Boat
Paper Boat
Setting out on a journey,
A long way I have to go.
For I am a paper boat,
Floating in the stream of darkness.
Eager and curious for the destiny to unfold,
I am all stiff in pride,
For I am a paper boat,
I am setting out for a ride.
Cold wind pushes me hard to move forward,
And I wait for someone to notice me,
I feel like I am invisible,
Only this stream around me I see.
Drenched in my own feelings,
I float along the stream,
Trembling and falling but I move along with the wind.
The words in me are fading,
For it is a messag
e to the one who notices me,
Gliding across the way,
I was unnoticed but existed among them.
My pride is gone,
I am no more stiff,
I am dripping wet and the rain drowns me,
Finally, I am noticed after a long journey.
But when I am picked up to read,
My words are blurred and I am not what I used to be.
I am now a mere piece of paper,
Drenched in the rain and utterly useless,
I am torn and ruined being all by myself.
I lay down there thinking,
When I was in my true form I had no one to notice,
When I am at my worst I am blamed and lying unnoticed.