Poem - Lines on the page

I wrote this poem about a month back when I felt as if I had writer's block. What do you think of it?

Lines on the page

You lines run across the page.
Why can you not move,change
And give me the inspiration I seek?
Writing I can share with others.
I yearn to share what my mind thinks,
my heart feels,my brain knows and my senses perceive
But I need to bend my mixed sensations
To your rules, so I can reach new hearts.
Writing should flow freely, truly, magically.
But I still search for and seek those right words
Which lie teasingly buried in my consciousness
How do I bring back the cells
which only wish to live day by day
To the task of pausing, thinking and recording?
Oh, I wish, I wish you lines could help.
Strong, stable, calm, confident and knowing your place.
You don't meander across the page.
But then I am young and have much to see
before I bloom
There are places to go, people to meet and things to do
And it is with love, patience and gentleness that I will learn of the keys I hold.
I realize now that it is no use
To ask you lines to give  me the answers I seek.
Until I play the game of life and
have rich stories of my own
What value am I to share ?


-Charu