The Blank Piece Of Paper

Blank pages filled with endless possibility
So my dear friend,
Let your mind wander
See what you discover
Spill your unspoken secrets on a sheet of paper
Release your emotions
Explode on this paper
Because, dear friend,
That's what it was made for
Rhymes are simply chains
Holding you down to the flat surface
Unable to break free to the freedom of the sky
So spread your unused wings
End the eternal damnation
And begin your quest
Where to start you journey?
Let your thoughts flow through the ink in your pen
Your map is simply
This blank sheet of paper