The book of the mind

And you say you can read my mind
As if my soul is an open book
But you don't like reading of any kind
So why would you bother to look

You say you see the truth
But all I tell is a lie
And I'm in stitches
When I feel I'm gonna cry

Why don't you open your eyes?
Why don't you comfort me?
Why do you ignore this part of me?
You just don't realize

And then I wonder might it be
If you finally find out
What I'm all about
That you won't like this me