My sister wrote this a few years back.
Lovely i think.
One of her best songs ever:)
Open Book
Curled On my Bed in the Cold of the Fear.
Closing my Eyes,Try to Wash away these tears.
Finding a Reason to Live Life again.
Pick Myself Up.
and Bury my Pain.
Now that Im Strong,
You came into my Life.
You open up my Book,
You saw the Festered Wound inside.
Things that Ive Locked.
Things that ive hide.
You open Up my book.
You saw my wounded pride.
You flipped thru my Pages.
You summarised my life.
I dont think you shld.
and i dont think its right.
But your healing my wounds.
u make things alright.
You make me myself again.
and you filled me with pride.
When this is over,Will you still be in my life?
Writing in my book..
Will you still be nice?
I know you will go to chase your own light.
But you ll bring my open book with all of me inside.