Paper & Pen

A paper
A pen
Meeting
They were his diary
They had no oppion
And he trusted them
They spoke to him
And he wrote to them
He revealed himself to them
They never objected
So he wrote, and
Wrote, and kept on writing.
Why?
Why, would they give no oppion.
he needed it.
Please! he yelled
He begged them
No answer
Why did they trust him?
He must know.
He did not trust himself
Why should they?
They would not tell their secrets
But he was sure to tell his
Because he really did not want an oppion
And wanted to be trusted
So he wrote, and
Wrote, and wrote some more.
They were his diary
His true friends.
Meeting.
A pen.
A paper.