This Old Book

I turn the pages of this old book, 
Burden by the distant unknown,
I turn the pages of this old book,
Until my inner angel is shown.

I read these words,
On the dusty page,
But I don't understand,
From what they came.
What does it mean,
These so called truths,
Why don't I understand,
The man behind the booth.

This utmost pain,
I feel in my chest,
I cannot contain,
Can't catch my breath.
I wanna learn,
I wanna believe,
And when I tried,
The pain relieved.

I turn the pages of this old book,
I lost my demon that it took.
I turn the pages of this old book,
That gave my life a whole new look.

Reviews

[Odayin]

I feel like this could be a hit song if it had the right name under the "artist" section, but then again I guess anything could be these days. But you know what I mean.
NIcely done, great repetition and meaning throughout the whole thing, had a great feel of emotion, lost, and confusion to it. I'm sure many can relate