Blank Pages

Blank pages are all you have
With time is something you don’t
So pinch harder and stay awake
No caring arms will wrap your shoulder

What’s the point of having a point
When the point is often not what it should be
And sadly the point doesn’t matter anymore
Not when the pages are still blatantly empty

A cruel, cruel world it has always been said
Unforgiving, mean and harsh all the same
Sadly still understanding that won’t help you
To fill up the blanks on the pages in front of you

No point is worth those blank pages
No point is worth draining your time
With the blanks getting louder and bolder
No point is worth your screams and cries

Whatever it takes just fill the pages
Go ahead, kick and scream until it's beaten
And whatever it takes push those arms away
If they pretend to care all of sudden

So pinch harder and stay awake
Remember no caring arms will wrap your shoulders
Remember time is something you do not have
Remember no point is worth all the troubles

Don’t know how I get to this point really
And still the pages are blatantly empty