Why is it that inside, I'm screaming,
Yet you don't seem to hear anything...

As I try to tell you what I've been keeping...
My voice translates to nothing but a soft whisper...

Taking the anger out on the bag,
She shuts herself out from the world...

Lost in thought, I'm unaware of everyone.
They all ask what's wrong...

Listening to the song, I feel it within.
Its sad melody sinks deep inside...

Sitting in the sand, a little girl builds her...
Piles of sand create her masterpiece, a sand...

Unable to really be free,
Your chains imprison me...

In the crowd, I used to stand alone.
No matter the people that surrounded me...

Staring at his blank canvas,
The poet seems at a loss of words...

What happens when the main source of the pain
Is the only thing that can take it away...

After so many years, I allowed myself to trust.
I decided to follow my heart and ignore my fear...

I need to take the time to bid a farewell
To a girl whose poetry will be greatly missed...