September, September

I used to be a young girl
Young and trapped in a bubble
A pure, innocent girl that had such desire
To get out, to speak her voice
She heard that being free meant responsibility
Knew she had to gain strength and find herself
She wanted to be great, great like a fire
It had a brilliance that would shine
But a burn that would stain like a scar
She was willing to take that risk
Let herself go through the pain
Just to show the world what her eyes see
Inside there is a voice that wants to speak
This voice also wants to listen, oh to listen
To hear a lover speak their feelings,
Let an emotion come out like a real touch
To hear anothers' love, to find its' meaning
Of two lost ones, finally coming together
Joining like words and forming the pieces
Broken hearts scream out in pain
Just like the girl did without her name
She wants to show her beauty and let them see
What everyone else just can't let go of
A day will go by, 24 hours
But how much time can pass
Before she can feel someone reaching out,
Reaching for her and her alone
Real and unique is her heart
Given away, it can be broken
Stop screaming, please open your mind
To me, to me, to the love of your life.