a little smudge
has found its away across my paper
but this isn't just any "little smudge"
it was propagted through a couple of tears and an old medicine pen
i cannot let this smudge get to me though
1,2,3,4....
i'm trying to forget but the smudge is mocking me
its created a black spot on my concentration
i need to get rid of it
5,6,7,8....
you stupid little black dot
you have become rounder and prominent
resembling a little tick bomb
stored within the shelves of my mind
i rush to remember the morning
i fell down a flight of stairs
the lock protecting the containments of my locker is gone
as all my books too, are missing
and not to forget, i was mocked
i am being scrutinized like a governer who committed murder on his wife
what have i done to deserve this?
well all i can think about is this stupid little smudge
you have blocked my tears with your wall of darness
but the light is about to crumble your foundation
i find my happiness in a white out
oh little black smudge, i have defeated you again