Analog Girl

Have you ever tried to force something
Stared at a blank page and
Attempted to create the whole thing
Before you even wrote the first word

What if it isn’t good enough?
If I don’t know right away
It must mean I have nothing to say

So here I am in that same space today
Instead I said fuck it
Sharing openly what’s on my mind

Tracing it back
To those stories of perfection
Flashbacks to staring at a computer
A blank Word page
Needing to write an essay
Yet mind completely blank

It took me years to find that
It was easier to write on
A blank page of a notebook
Than on the blank page of a screen

The whole experience shifted completely for me
Now I could write and let my thoughts flow
No idea if they made sense but somehow
They always turned out better than I thought they would