I have so many emotions running through me,

so many memories. So I wanted to draw,

write, create something beautiful. But instead, the

paper is blank, empty, taunting me.

Taunting me with words never spoken.

Taunting me with drawings never made.

Anger, sadness, happiness, despair, and there's

nothing on the paper. The more it dawns on me that

this notebook page is empty, the more it dawns on me

that I, Lacie Reese, am exactly the same. I always think

of saying something, but I don't. I get opportunities to

change the world, but I don't. I am like this paper,

empty but thinking, my mind taunts me. So much my

mind tells me to say, but I'm too scared. It yells at

me to do something! ... but I don't, I can't. I'm too afraid

to say what I want. I'm a real life mime, I can't talk, my

mind is a mess, but no words come out. Maybe some day

I'll haev the courage to say what I've never said, but

until then, I'll sit here waiting,

just like a blank piece of paper.