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Don't Judge a Book by its Cover

Don’t judge a book by its cover. How many times do you think that is said in day to day life?

People also say that a picture is worth 1000 words but they don’t say that as often, perhaps it is because people are afraid to contradict themselves.

They say the only way to know someone is to read their blurb, even if they don’t want yo to, even if they’re scared of what you’ll find.

The phrase ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ must have been made for people but it’s only true in the case of real books. You can tell a lot about a person from their ‘cover’. You can tell what mood they’re in or if they just came from somewhere in a big rush. You can tell wether they are usually outdoors or indoors, you can tell how good their eye sight is. You can tell what race they are and how much time they put into their appearances of a morning. Most of all you can look into their eyes and see how they feel inside, something that is easy to hide in a smile but impossible to hide in their eyes. ‘Don’t judge a book by it’s cover’ is only a phrase for people who can only see make up and how good looking a person is. A person as shallow as the thought they give to peoples ‘covers’.

Some people however put a lot of time into changing their covers. If a picture is worth 1000 words, then you want yours to be good ones. Some people change their words with makeup, facial hair, piecing’s, glasses or tattoos.

Some people change theirs with something as simple as a smile and the wish to not worry others.

Some people however are completely open, no makeup, no tattoos, no piecing’s, no hiding behind a smile, just plain them, those are the people with the most interesting covers. The most beautiful covers.

Those are the people who smile at you with sparkling eyes and laugh genuinely. Those are the people who don’t care what other’s think. Those are the people who cry to you openly when they feel down. Those are the people who don’t care weather or not they’re beautiful. Those are the only beautiful people.

I’m different. I’ve dipped my paintbrush in dark, smothering lies and streaked it across my cover to paint a smile I cannot muster. I’ve dipped a pen in the same dark make pretend and scribbled plastic happiness all across my blurb. I’ve repainted my smile so many times I’m not sure if the same cover is there any more, if the same blurb still exists. If I’m still in there.

I’ve locked my contents away like a little girl’s diary with a silly little lock and I’ve hidden away the key.

Sometimes a piece of paper rips from my binding out and flutters to another by mistake only to be trampled by others smiles and condescending words.

Sometimes I feel that I want to show another my contents, I find my key, I offer it to them but no one wants to know. No one wants to read. No one wants to see who I am. They have grown so accustomed to the painted smile and the happy words that hide tears that they are afraid of the great unknown.

They are afraid of real emotions. They are afraid of opening that book.

Maybe they’re afraid of tearing the pages worn by age, that they will break me.

Or maybe they’re just afraid I’ll try to open them. To read their contents. To discover them.

To discover how they see me.

How they see my cover.

How they read my blurb.

If they know who I am anymore.

For I have forgotten who I was.

I’ve painted the lies too thickly, to uneven.

I can’t go back.

I can’t go forward.

I’m stuck to the lies.

I can’t escape.

Yet still no one takes my key.

Still I am alone.

#this is beautiful!!!!!!!!#so well written and thought out #cww #july #i love it thanks for submitting it!!!#submission