White and unused

Piece of paper
White n unused
You can open it
Write on it..tear it
Crumble it
Fold it
Cut it...n shape it
Lately u ll throw it
Mark stains on it..
Make colors flow in it
It ll be your art
It ll have your dreams
You ll share your secrets
And fantasies indeed
Tear me
And torned me
Put me back throw glue
Make planes
Make meshes
After sum crushes
It ll be soon a waste too
I ll be your piece of paper
I ll be what u want me to be
But
Don't expose me in rain
I ll be again
White and unused..

I hate you

There was a time
You were my reality
There was a time
You were my smile
There was a time
When you were my dreams
There was a time
When we used to rhyme
There was a time
When you held me up
There was a time
We were together
There was a time
When I felt your presence
Then..
There was a time
When you became silent
There was a time
When you suddenly disappeared
Now is the time
I am alone
Now is the time
I feel you no more
Now is the time
I need you
But at this time
I hate you..

You

Choices are wide
Decisions are tough
I aint be right
We might even fight

I tried being real
I felt a bit fake
But all it takes
A choice to make

You don't see me
You don't read me
Its all about
Me..Me and Me..