Sometimes I feel like an old worn book
with torn and tattered covers,
someone will take me out to read
but just pass me to another

My pages they will never turn
so how will they ever see
all the chapters of my life
that’s imprinted deep in me!

If they don’t read my story
how can they understand,
all the twists and turns in life
that’s made me what I am.

Next time you take me out to read
don’t pass me to another
take the time to look inside
and don’t judge me by my cover!