Open

Open
When I've surrendered my notebook
When people can read my thoughts
When they can see into me
I feel unusually open
Hard to tell them no though
Hard to say don't read that
Hard to say they can't
But it makes me open
It's okay for people who don't know me
To read my thoughts and know me
But with the people I know
I feel painfully open
How do people let others in like that
How do people think it so easily
How do they live from day to day like that
So wide open...