Dear paper

Dear paper, hey  Mr. paper. Did you ever think about being free?

I can't because of my school and academy.

But when I meet you I'm so free. I can write anything I want to write,

I can draw anything I want. I can draw flowers, I can draw sky.

I can write fun stories I want. I really love you. You are so white.

You are like no ending space.

You are my  best friend when I have no friends to play

I love you.