//insinuates self harm//
I am a book they want to read. They think they'll be able to decipher my code. The believe books shouldn't bleed.
They want to read my story. Their desperate attempt to get into my life, but I don't want them to worry.
Some say I'm an open book, and others say closed. Why they quest, I do not know, but my secrets stay hidden so if open would it they be exposed?
They say I could do no harm. They want to read my story, but it's written on my arm.
//sorry//
YOU ARE READING
Why Not
PoetryThings I've written. Mentions serious topics. They may not be good, but whatever.
