Open Book
By Felicia •
So she stands there in front of the world
Like a open book to be peered at
To be discussed, to be criticized
To me marked on to be prodded at
And her response is nothing but a blank stare
Cold and reserved like a stone by the road
Picked and thrown, kicked and trampled
Like a marionette on its puppet strings
Made to dance, laugh, and entertain
And this, the story of her life
Is like a open book, Shown to the world
Felicia Mac