I was so cruel
that i bled out all my pain
on a piece of paper .
A innocent piece of paper
unaware of all the pains of life .
yes, this cruel me told him
the untold pain, us human
carry today .
i made the paper wet
with tears of my eyes .
The paper tried it\'s best
to soak up my cries .
But the paper started to feel tortured
as I wrote the last line.
The line said
\" I guess it\'s the last line
it\'s goodbye \"
No one knows the pain of the paper
no one knows what he witnessed .
though the tears of pain dried out
but the pain remained there..