A battered notebook
Recording my thoughts.
When I read over it
I come up with naughts.
'Cause that's all I am,
All I'll ever be.
A battered notebook
Sinking slowly in the sea.
Thoughts of you and me.
Who I want to be.

A battered notebook
Recording my dreams.
When I read over them
Sometimes it seems
That they are all lies.
A pointless disguise.
A battered notebook.
I batten down my eyes.

A battered notebook
Defrauding my brain.
A battered notebook
Driving me insane.
A battered notebook
(I'm writing again).
A battered notebook
Going down the drain.

Copyright © 1998, Tom Massey
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