Storybook

Ripping the pages,

I'm starting fresh

No more waiting,

This books been anticipated,

Abandonment wasn't my option but no one wants me

Droppin off the surface,

I'm not trying to hide,

But I don't think that I do deserve this,

I been a servant to my pain,

One too many years

So I think I gained the right to pour it up a little,

You look at my apperence and quickly judge me,

The cover isnt interesting,

But my book has been rewritten,

Take a look and you will witness,