#UnopenedPages
When knowledge you yearned, you needed me most,
You haven't visited my home since,
Am I a bad host?
I'm housed in a building that's tidy and kept,
The floors, always freshly mopped and swept,
The rugs are vacuumed and pristine,
The windows always squeaky clean.
But what about my collection of books?
They're shelved next to me, please take a look.
I myself am a poetry book.
Will you stay, and take a look?
My pages...