MY GREATEST POSSESSION

I was asked  what was my greatest possession. Then I suddenly stare at the wall and ask myself. A lot of things came to my mind. After that long time of  thinking. I simply answered this pen was my greatest possession. It may not have the value as golds. But surely its the only thing that I possessed that only knows what I feel .Yeah this thing knows the true me.Its the only thing I used to write my everyday experiences.Not every possession you have knows who you are and what you are. But this pen on my hand is the only thing I can trusts.Because even it knows my secrets this thing can't say to the world all those I wrote using it.That's why I trust it the most. It runs out of ink but still keeps what we had together all the heartaches and joy.Sometimes we don't realize the importance of the things that we have.But the truth this things knows are whole being and what we are just sad that this things can talk nor express what they want to say. We the living can express what we want but still don't used it on good things. I just wish that this pen can talk so it can express its reactions to what I write.

A PEN DESERVES TO LIVE THAN A MAN WHO DOESN'T KNOW HIS LIMITATIONS...