• Raining outside,
    and I'm hurting without,
    I need someone to confide,
    please don't leave me out?

    In the library,
    I've been reading,
    another character's hurting,
    and I cry to the contrary.

    She's not real,
    she cannot feel,
    yet I want her to heal,
    this book I cannot seal.

    outside it's raining,
    so I stay here and read,
    I grab a snack to feed,
    I'm not here complaining,

    but I need somewhere to hide,
    someone to confide,
    not someone to ride,
    please help me hide?

    In this book I'm reading,
    it's hard and makes me cry,
    I feel my heart bleeding,
    for this character upon I scry.

    Back from this book,
    I cannot bear to look,
    for this author has me shook,
    she's caught me with her hook.

    For every turn I take,
    I feel that much less real,
    I feel that much more fake,
    do I have a heart to feel?