Layers

Yeah i'm graphic, they call me novel , deep waters run still but they don't wanna read my pages, a book judged by its cover,looking at me like i'm the joker, yea sometimes I get dark but let me illuminate you , why not sit down with your cup of tea and open up the pages of me, read a chapter of two written with a pulse and truth, a heart that pumps blood like the others realize that i have flesh that tears like yours and i have a mind, and ears that can hear comments, remember that like you I too have feelings, so often so quick to judge and tear a person down not caring that they are human, so many deep down fear connection so ever looking for reasons to run they seek to know your flaws and not your beauty cause if they come to love you they have to worry about feeling the sting of losing you on terms not their own, it's easier to shut humanity out with the mindset that is stripped from the perception of reality of what is, humanity a race of humans that are imperfect but none the less beautiful and lovable, there are so many layers to a person and some of them are very dark but some others can brighten up a neighbors darkest day