When She Plays Guitar

She needs the night
To overthink her problems
She used to write
To conceal it there

She uses the day
To see through care
Scribble on her notebook
It conceals her there

Inside
This wretched world
Inspired
By this new gray day
She will stand
Upon her summit
Of which she made

Everyone keeps silent
When she plays guitar
When she closed her eyes
You knew it was from the heart

No one speaks
When she sings her words
Even though they listen
They won't understand

She uses time
To find the answer
Perfection at the best
She works herself hard

She protests
Against world problems
Scribble on her notebook
Conceal it there

Inside
This wretched world
Inspired
By this new gray day
She will stand
Upon her summit
Of which she made

Everyone keeps silent
When she plays guitar
When she closed her eyes
You knew it was from the heart

No one speaks a word
When she sings her words
Even though they listen
They won't understand



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Lee
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