Blank paper, how you nerve me so
Ink that only yearns to show
A scribble, a dot, a concrete thought
It's what my nimble fingers sought.
A word, a sentence, a one-of-a-kind
A line, a runway for my mind
An empty space, a chance to express
and thoughts of distress
O edgy letters, and soft-spoken words
Fill up this blank paper
and ease my nerves.