Slip of Paper

Silently I reach out to the world
On these little slips of paper,
My thoughts unspoken,
Yet shouted at the top of my lungs.

What is a mere slip of paper?
Yet here it is before you
As I bare my soul to the world
With all hope of privacy lost.

You soak in the words
As I fling another scrap at you
Of useless, useless words
That mean nothing to you and everything to me.

Shouting silently at the top of my lungs
In the only way I know how
On this little slip of paper
Set free to join the others.

(6/15/07)