Tight Binding

They let the dust settle

It grows thick on me

Because they placed me in the back

Where no one wants to be

It's cold, and it's dark

I feel so underrated

A good read

yet I am unappreciated.

Shoved in between

Overused spines

I've never been opened

You'll see no wear signs.

It would be so nice

Just to take a vacation

Away from this shelf

I could feel relaxation.

They claim that they need me

To stick around

Just in case another cover

cannot be found.

Sometimes I say I'll jump

And plummet to my death

But I am just lonely

And that's not worth expediting my last breath.