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All I ever needed was a blank page

The only thing I would use to express my rage

When I was angry with the world

And no one would understand

All I needed was this pen in my hand

All I needed was a blank space

Whenever I looked at my face

And tried my hardest to love what the mirror showed me

This pen and pad was all I had to hold me

When it seemed life around me was folding

It was on a blank page that I envisioned my dreams,

Like the first time I fell in love at age 16

I wrote what I thought I knew was love; singing about “forever” and “angels from above.”

\My first heartbreak taught me the word, “sorrow.”

And when I was down on my luck, I’d write God for some faith to borrow

My confidence with my words would eventually grow with my vision

And whether I made good or bad decisions,

My words have become my best way out

Telling the truth of what my story is about

Where my pad is my canvas, my pen is the brush

My lyrics allow you to see the light in everything I touch

Whether I enlighten a corner of your mind, or steal a piece of your soul,

Only my words would know.

DOLISHA DEVONNE