Scratch, scratch, scratch
An abundance of colour throughout the page
Pink, green, orange, blue
Oh how I dearly love you
Grey, purple, yellow
All my friends have written on her
Funny, sweet comments galore
Some might say it's a colourful mess
But I just don't believe because it belongs to me
Just like a book she sits there
Waiting for some one to read her
One of my old friends I must say
A piece of former glory
She never bores me
A piece of paper always for me