Books

'The synopsis looked good,
the cover looked nice,
I opened my book and began my new life.'

I found my new home!
and met some new friends
and I kept on reading,
hoping it would never end.

Then I danced through the pages ,
sang out all the words,
I felt all their joy,
 all their pain and their hurt,

The pages may cut my fingers,
but the words cut my heart.
It's like the author has a knife,
and is determined to tear my soul apart.

Then,the book reached it's end,
and I told people my heart couldn't heal.

But ,then I suddenly realised that,
It was never even real?