there was once a book i wanted to read
i looked at the cover and was enthralled
the title was catching
and the cover breath-taking
but then i opened it up and started reading
and i was horrified by the discrepancy
the words were ugly and mean
the pages were marred and difficult to decipher
so i put it down
i stopped reading
and i'll never judge a book by its cover again.
if i were judging you by your cover
i would say you're nice, friendly,
i wanted to be friends
i thought it was possible.
but then i tasted you and realized
you are filled with offences, pride, selfishness.
all you care about is yourself and your image,
but you forgot that sometimes people look past the cover.
Post a Comment