I once knew a girl
Who loved to write
Secret stories and poems
That nobody read in sight
She wrote by herself
Alone in her room
Locked in her diary
With a heart that was gloom
The words were so deep
They came from her soul
Her pen was a key
That unlocked her control
We sat in the park
Watching the sunset fade
When she read me her verse
And showed me her shade
I wasn't surprised
I knew what to say
So I read her my lines
And said "I write all day."