"That's good, write that down."

Drop you in a dark room, and you'd turn the whole place into a fucking light bright I am a book cover Skin and bone pages Begging to be written on Pen the dedication across my wrists Scribble the climax on my chest I bleed ink onto every surface Tear a page from the center  When you change your mind Cross out the ending Pencil in extra lines Hold scar tissue under ultraviolet light Secret messages meant for no ones eyes The words beg you for a rewrite Dust cover is getting worn Page corners are folded Highlighting is bleeding through  I bare out my text as much for me  As for you