You Don'T Know My Name

i just had to be free i opened up my mouth and it had no sound so i took pen to paper no one could see me for me so i left a self imprint on a empty white sheet of paper trap by my own poverty i dreamed and i imagined taking the words and turning them into lyrical energy the best trick of them all was hearing a voice sing and then writing the words that would make the whole world sing along perfect song for that perfect voice I could hear where they need to breathe i could hear where they need to be strong i could hear their highs and lows i just could do it I just could make you feel the real me the me that feels the same things you feel but never say, from day to day aka:lyricvixen