• Our hearts are like books,
    that we only read
    Just when we want to,
    just when we need
    My heart is my story
    My thoughts are my own
    If you don't like it, I'm sorry
    But you wanted to know
    Since you've opened up my book,
    now you have to see
    Every letter, every word
    Deep inside of me
    My own story,
    in my own words
    Now you'll know what I felt,
    you'll know that I hurt
    But I'm not making this up
    A story so real
    You've never read anything like it,
    a story you can feel
    Words that express,
    my exact thoughts
    Written on these pages of my heart,
    a memory of the war I fought. . .