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.