June 2, 2010
By GreysonGA BRONZE, Damascus, Oregon
GreysonGA BRONZE, Damascus, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
"Our fathers were our models for god. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about god? Listen to me. You have to consider the possibility that god does not like you; he never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you." -Tyler Durden

If paper had thoughts
What would those thoughts
Speak paper, speak
Let the world know your pain
Let your sorrow belong to all

I feel your pressure
Your hands leave stains

Brought to common view
when needed
Used for matters of importance
or exercises of superfluity

I used to be strong
part of a whole
But after being stretched and beaten
I am flimsy
Without fellowship

Called out in necessity
'can I have a piece of paper?'
A surge of joy
Anxious of what is to come
Then torn at the ream
Out of my temporary home
Into oppressive hands
You can have a piece of my proverbial fist

Folded and warped
to your desire
A plane or frog
Used to amuse
Soon cast aside

So release me
from oppressive hands
Free me from the binder
My conviction
I don't need your printer
I refuse to be another copy
An invoice
A fax

Leave me to my tree
and let me be"

The author's comments:
I got the idea from when my friends asked for a piece of paper to "doodle" on. I thought "I wonder how paper would feel about having such a meager purpose?" So then I wrote about it. This piece doesn't really tie in to my life, but I'm sure some people feel similar to how paper would.

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