I want to be a book
not a magazine not a newspaper,
just a book.
I want to be shut if not liked
not open for anyone to see.
I want to be an old book with
few people looking at me
but all admiring me.
I want to be loved for the qualities I have
and not criticized for the things I don’t have.
I want people to know how I am feeling
but not to much.
Don’t rip my pages
Don’t break my spine
Don’t buy me if you don’t want me
I will be sad if you can’t read me.
By Annie
I LOVE the images here, it’s deeply sad but quite profound. The spacing of the last lines is really powerful. I really love this poem!
This is amazing Annie i love how you describe an old book. WELL DONE ANNIE