Open Book.
I have told you all about me,
no more secrets, you see.
You can read me like an open book,
turn the pages take a look.
If you look deep inside,
you will see the reasons why,
I some times cry.
Though on the outside I am tough,
I know how to handle my stuff.
I can laugh and joke with the rest,
some say Im the best.
but as the story goes on,
the chapters, one by one,
you will see what I am,
a very vulnerable young man.
So take care of this book,
read it and take another look,
but don't put it on the shelf,
and forget.
The story has not ended yet.
Copyright © Carl Dunford | Year Posted 2008
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