Open Book

I am an open book,
Go ahead and read each page.
Figure out what pains me so,
And use them to your advantage.

Each word has a different meaning,
But it all adds up to one,
Love is the final definition,
So screw me up and have some fun.

Go ahead and talk to me,
But I’ll end up bleeding on you,
Because every time you turn a page,
I am deeply cut; I never know what to do.

So just read me like the others have,
Let me be analyzed,
I cannot ever just close myself,
Because I am hurt whenever I try.