Shape poem for english

She picks up her book, reading through the pages. The pages full of sorrow, of hope, of love. The pages are a different world, She is set free, almost like a dove. She falls in love with the characters. But are they only characters? The characters so real. Perhaps she is trapped in a dream. She puts down the book, but she cannot cope. For she is not real, but only trapped in her own pages of hope.