Back of the Room

You're always sitting in the back of the room
Dreaming of a day when things will be okay
A million things floating in and out your mind
As you pray to just make it through one more day

Nobody seems to smile or laugh anymore
Robots without the emotions we use feel
Been through some really hard times
But not once could you say this wasnt real

Your family has no idea that you're dieing
Crying hour after hour as you force away the pain
Just trying to find one reason to go on
Because life never looked so goddamn plain

It's been said, over and over
The same words, the same days
Everday is like walking through a dream
With your head in such a haze

All you want is to feel something
Where is the mercy you so need?
Where is the love you need to feel?
As inside your heart begins to bleed