overload of pages

Some many pages glaring at me
I want to read each and every
But as I begin one page again
Then I see a distraction

At the start I am focused
At the end I am, too
But after a third sentence
I find my mind has drifted

So many ideas scurrying around
Ink droplets her and there
I will learn this, I declare
As I cringe for an outmoded noun