#ObjectWhispers

Penn this is paper.
why must you be such a stranger.
do I pose you a danger?
you promised to write on me
but then said you would later.
I know you are no traitor,
as well as I know,
feeling of you marking me
none will be greater.
but I fear some other page your ink will be used
so my ego is bruised .
I hope that is not the truth,
why do you deny my surface to be used.
I should probably remain calm
I'm not a bomb.
I am a page pressed so delicate,
you the most efficient equipment.
I hope you don't see me as insignificant.
my thoughts about all this is frequent
One day I hope to hold all of your thoughts.
pen please stay true and remember
your promise for my skin
to be the first you would jot
I hope you have not forgot
I'm sure though you...