Dear Words,

my name is Jocelyn, and i am curious about your experience in this world. i am also curious about how you feel when you are abused and overused by those whom do no not see
the flaws within you. Though we never see each other, i feel you and you make me think about it constantly.  i wonder what it's like to never be seen, but yet
have so much meaning and understanding.
I wonder what you were thinking when the alphabet was formed, did you think that you would always be a
symbol written on walls, instead of your friend paper.
at times i wonder how long you waited to be found, or where you stayed while you waited on us silly humans. or did we always have you but never used you to your full potential. i believe that you are the only one who could answer this question, i believe that you have millions upon millions of stories that you could share, many lessons we could learn.
but
you have no control on how you are used.  do you care that you have no control of your own, do you care how many times you are abused time and time again.
i care
although
i, like millions upon this world on which you rule, i miss use you and your meanings. looking on what you are and watching the letters form you, i realize that you have left invisible scars on my soul, body, and mind. you have harmed millions of people with your ability.
but as i said before you have no
control