Im A Book...
Im like a book...
No one takes a second look.
My pages seem blank,
for my story I'd never tell or explain.
Doctors say, "If you don't let it out, it'll drive you insane."
I don't really care.
And to tell my story I'd never dare.
Its my option if I do or don't want to share...
Im judged by my cover; my skin
Only by my visible sins
No one gets close enough to be my true friend...
To be happy, I pretend.
No one has time to study...
They'd rather do something other.
I'm left unread...
Because people'd rather judge me instead
Im like a book,
If you take time to read me, I can be understood.
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