That handy inked thing[Pen]

I have a life
Which is only ruled by people
I can’t help myself
I don’t have a mind
I work through the mind of people
To some I mean treasure
To some I am a waste
To some I mean burden
I can be misused attimes
To those who value me
They use me to go high

Am heavy to the illiterate
And light to the literate
I am always around
Anyone can own me
Anyone can wish not to
I can’t dictate my life
If you know me,you know
I don’t hurt
I only do what people use me for
I remain that handy inked thing.

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I am Poem Freak, a lover of poetry. In my spare time,I publish my random thoughts on this website.You can call me Dpoem_freak..

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