She sits at her desk
Her headphones in,
The world shut out.
She bleeds for others
As words fly from
Her mind to her fingertips.
She stares at the screen,
At every little comment,
The good and the painful.
She forms her emotions
Into books and poems
To throw away the hurt.
She’s a writer,
And her best weapons
Are her mind and her pen.
~~~🎵SONG LYRICS🎶~~~
A WORD WORROR
SPOKEN INTRO (soft, raw deep, true almost whispering, like someone speaking their truth in the dark)
“Sometimes the world gets so loud I can’t hear my own heartbeat… so I put my headphones in and shut it all out.
I breathe… and the words start moving again.
They come from the places I don’t talk about, the places that still ache.
But writing… writing is how I survive.
It’s how I stitch myself back together.
Every line is a bruise healing, every story a truth I was too scared to say out loud.
So if you’re listening… just know—
these words are all I have,
and they’re the truest part of me.”
VERSE 1
Headphones in, world shut out
Bleeding for others, doubts sprout
Words fly from her mind to her fingertips
A writer’s life, she wouldn’t trade it for a ship
Stares at the screen, the comments flow
The good, the painful, the ebb and flow
CHORUS
She’s a word warrior, fighting with her pen
Against the darkness, again and again
Emotions forged into books and poems
Throwing away the hurt, she overcomes
VERSE 2
The world’s a canvas, her words the paint
Creating stories, a world to taint
With colours of love, loss, and fear
A writer’s journey, year after year
From the depths of her soul, the words arise
A symphony of emotions, reaching for the skies
CHORUS
She’s a word warrior, fighting with her pen
Against the darkness, again and again
Emotions forged into books and poems
Throwing away the hurt, she overcomes
VERSE 3
Mind and pen, her greatest weapons
Against the world’s misconceptions
She writes her truth, unafraid and bold
A story waiting to unfold
CHORUS
She’s a word warrior, fighting with her pen
Against the darkness, again and again
Emotions forged into books and poems
Throwing away the hurt, she overcomes
BRIDGE
In the silence of her room, she creates
A world of wonder, where imagination awaits
A writer’s heart, forever true
She’ll keep writing, just for you
SPOKEN OUTRO
“The shadows never stop, but neither do the words.
Turning pain into something that lives—
that’s how I keep going.
Thanks for listening to the part of me I rarely show.”
