Who is this child
who never smiles?
Who is this young lady
singing to nobody?
Does she bleed words
when her pen touches paper?
Does she need us
when her mind wonders?
Oh they see a quiet poet
Yet she fears she'll never be enough
It ain't easy to forgive nor forget
especially when you ink all your thoughts
Oh she is darkness
a broken girl, a mooney spirit
do not fear, her mind is just reckless
you see, to be a poet
you must have felt pain
for you can't hide from it
