A Book With Unread Pages

I am a book with unread pages
I wonder when my next chapter will begin
I hear talking and discussion, but no reading
I see motion and moving, but no one stopping to read.
I am a book with unread pages.

I pretend to know the beginning, end and all in between.
I feel like I can predict the futures results
I touch the hearts and faces of those who are hurt
I worry my pages will tear and cover will rot.
I cry to the extinction, decaying, negative thought.
I am a book with unread pages.

I understand that I may never be read.
I say, "so be it." Let the knowledge be concealed.
I dream the lines represent their owner when presented
I try to sound optimistic in the best way possible
I hope to one day be shared
I am a book with unread pages.