If You Only Knew

I am a success story in progress
And there are people who want
To leave their fingerprints on my pages
And others who want
To rip the good pages right out
And the leave
The testimonies hanging by a thread
But there's a glue in me
That they can't see unless they're
The just Historian
That wrote before writing was made
Popular on walls of earthen clay in caves
Before we knew what color was
Before there were mirrors that
Showed a difference
I'm a success story in progress