I see them coming, I see them go

i am paper
you are the pen
the lines you draw shape me
they think they can read me
but there's so much between

i am paper
you are the pen
the lines you wrote
i've read them
they say things you don't mean

i am paper
shapes change on me
squares and circles
dots and strikes
pictures they make
but feeling dissipates

i am paper
folded into a bird

you are the pen
riding me down

i am paper
floating below

i am the paper
unfolded and flightless