Atul K.

   I Am a Pencil

I am a pencil.

I wonder why people put me so close to paper.

I hear the pencil sharpener crying with agony.

I see people damaging my friends with a pencil sharpener.

I am going to suffer from pencil sharpeners.

I pretend I am a pen.

I feel so good after a sharpening.

I touch papers way too much and too close.

I understand why people sharpen me now.

I say, “I want another go at the sharpener.”

I dream to get away from paper.