The soul is a book
15 years from now, I'm going to find this poem again and think to myself: "Heavens, I was a depressing little teenager wasn't I? and a bad writer too, can't even write a decent metaphor!".
Written on a school night, when I should have been studying. Im thinking of just omitting the third stanza.
The soul is a book
you say you can't read me, but
I believe the soul is a book
that classic i love
which you have yet to touch
an epic you say is in too many irrelevant words
you won't bring yourself
to understand
you'll laugh and cry
I know
I gave it
to you.
Crack that cover
be careful not
to bend the spine
Just return it, if you don't like it
I prefer not to rip out my beloved pages
But then again,
how can I expect you
to read my book?
When you still
can not find yours?
Written on a school night, when I should have been studying. Im thinking of just omitting the third stanza.
The soul is a book
you say you can't read me, but
I believe the soul is a book
that classic i love
which you have yet to touch
an epic you say is in too many irrelevant words
you won't bring yourself
to understand
you'll laugh and cry
I know
I gave it
to you.
Crack that cover
be careful not
to bend the spine
Just return it, if you don't like it
I prefer not to rip out my beloved pages
But then again,
how can I expect you
to read my book?
When you still
can not find yours?