Blue Colored Pencil

If it were to leave I would most likely go mad

It controls me and I must give in whether it be on loose leaf or pad

Both an addiction and a passion

An enemy and a friend

With everything stroke of the pencil and dream is created

A story told

 An object given life

When the stress of the real world gather in my head and the weight on my shoulders becomes to much

The blue colored pencil and its heavenly doodles lift the load 

Not only does it bring joy to be but to all who see 

A future animatiors weapons of choice the blue pencil

Please never leave