Open Book

I take a look at your life, something strikes me
You're like an open book that no one can read
There are pages torn out and the meaning is gone
This is too confusing or way too long
Be something else
Something strikes me
Just be yourself
Something strikes me
Something strikes me and it seems to be
Your living your life in someone else's dream
When I picture your life it brings mе down
Your life is lost but it can be found
Happiness is not that far out of rеach
Forgive me if it sounds as though I preach