The Scribbles

I was also once
a blank page.
Different thoughts came
and I jotted 'em down.
All of those thoughts,
I scribbled.
I besmirched the page.

 Now I look at the page
with chaotic scribbles
and a lot of space
and I feel ashamed
to write these
beautiful feelings 
amidst the ugly scrawls.

 There is just
this ONE page
And I ruined it.