My life is like an open book.
Open it and take a look.
Take a peep at this surprise.
Reading it would not be wise.
Turn it slowly page by page.
Don’t be surprised by the rage.
Just a warning, tears have been shed
For all the blood I have bled.
Keep reading, please don’t quit.
It is sad, I will admit.
You will find a little joy.
But that is just a slight decoy.
Inside my book is a lot of pain.
Happiness is hard to attain.
Don’t stop, don’t put it down.
I’m sorry if you’re wearing a frown.
Congratulation, my friend.
You have finally reached the end.
Slam close the book and walk away.
I should have known you wouldn’t stay.
I just wish someone would discover
That you cant judge a book by its cover.
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