Inside My Mind

If I were to open my mind like a book
Would you be interested in taking a look
You never know what you might find
Some things mean and some things kind

You might see things that appear sad
Especially of things I cherished or once had
A mind still quite young at heart
But merely gently torn apart

These thoughts are what flow free
And what brings out what you truly see
As the pen flows
Then my true feeling shows

A life of difficult past
Coming to the surface at last
Flowing from mind to line
And then read real fine