Fade Away
Every single crease
On that paper is me,
All the pencil lines,
Is the part that you see.
When a drop falls
Out of the corner of my eye,
Only then you realise
That even I cry.
All of the marks
On the paper they smear,
Just because of me,
And that one lonely tear.
Then all the ink
On the paper fades away,
Along with it I go to,
Because I had nothing to say.