I tell them,
Over and over again
But they don’t understand.
And they’re not to blame.
In this world where **** and ***
Are the law,
A girl who reads
No one finds appealing,
No one understands.

I guess they’ve never looked
In those kind of eyes,
And even if they did
I guess they never took the time
To look deep enough!
To witness the spark,
The light that comes out
When they speak of love,
Poetry, when they speak of life!

When they speak of grief
Pain, and lost love
Of the characters they liked,
And how they felt in that moment
How they died, how they survived!
I guess they never looked
And even if they did,
I guess they never took the time
To look deep enough!

To witness the beauty, the love
That in their eyes
Surrounded by pain, death
And an infinite number of words
Silently sleeps, silently lies.
I guess they never looked,
And even if they did
I guess they never held the key
To open that lock, to tap into that light!

To bath in the fountain of emotions
That she holds locked in her soul,
That she holds carefully,
Locked in her heart.