It was unwrapped brand and new
A gift for her birthday
The white of its pages
Saw a new color that day

Color of a little child
Who was still learning to write
Color of a little child
Who was just starting the fight

They had instilled in her an innocence
They had instilled in her a child
But then threw her in the world
Both reckless and wild

It showed her many ups
It showed her many down
As this pages bore witness
To all her smiles and frowns

She was so happy one day
She came first in the class
Her parents had thrown a party
They'd all had a blast

Life showed its cruel side
It cut the birds sail
In the very next test
The Little girl failed

That night its pages were wet
Not from the girl's sorrow
But from the scolding, she had got
For that mark, she couldn't borrow

That night she learned a lesson
She learned to pick and choose
The dam holding her emotions
Was slowly getting loose

No, not for this world
She was the same girl outside
It was only these white pages
That knew her real side

It had seen her fall in love
It had heard her heart break
It had seen her scribble down
"Love is all fake"

World called her an introvert
They just saw a silent girl
But only those pages knew
That she was the loudest girl

They had read all her desires
They had read all her confessions
All those world's lessons
And all those unsaid passions

It was only these white pages
Who had seen all her colors
Who knew her as a rainbow
With many different layers

Though the girl spoke so much
It just read and heard
This silent little diary
It never uttered a word

Till that last moment
It never uttered a word...