Paper Planes

Canvas

Do you ever feel like a blank canvas?

Walking around trying to avoid people with markers.

Especially permanent ones.

You don't know what you are, or who you'll turn out to be.

You feel as if you live for everyone else.

Afraid to get to close, who knows what they'll make you out to be.

But you can't avoid people forever, and eventually people will draw on you.

Then one day, you'll stand back, look in the mirror and see what a beautiful mess you are.

All the colors, all of the people that have came and gone, all of you...

Beautiful.

That's what I see when I look at you.