I finished a book yesterday.
I'm gonna start a new one, soon. And waiting for more ones.

Books are great, really.
They kind of hide you.
    They hide from exactly what ever you want.
Maybe it's your family.
Or your past.
Or everything, which is a very wide department, but very true.

But the book I was talking about.
I got it. I really did.
And it was about this boy. This boy who saw everything, and nothing.
      I got the book.