A Book Without a Cover
\"Welcome to our library, all books are alphabetical\"
He walks over clammy handed, appearing a little skeptical,
Not one peer, not one glance, maybe I am imperceptible.
I can see it in the sky, so innocent and bold,
But I\'m held captive on this shelve, with my story still untold.
It\'s warm light beams down on me but I shiver in the cold.
\"Why?\" I hear you ask, it\'s the middle of the summer!
But I stay here in the dark, a book without a cover.
I promise I\'m the same, I have words on every page,
They look, they glance but they\'ll always walk away.
Pick me up, take a look, there\'s a story deep inside me,
I have rips and some marks but I promise I\'ll keep you smiling.
I enviously gaze at the other books around me,
It\'s okay, I\'ll stay here, the dust to keep me company.
See, I had a cover once, so colourful and shinny,
But I tore and I ripped out every stitch just to make you happy.
So now I\'m here, completely naked, no cover for you to judge me.