Sitting alone in a quiet corner,
Looking out at the people in the room...

Some live life in the
fast lane...

I see me sitting sadly in the corner
Knees drawn up tightly to my chest...

Pain... Tension... Fatigue...
Depression...

Motionless slices of life
Forcefully reminiscing better moments...

They want me to push you away. They say you hurt...

There's a dark place inside i can hide i can hide...
the way is through pain don't try it you'll like...

Sitting before the window, the rain beats...
A tear crawls across the man's weather-beaten...

I thought of dying
gazing into the black, seductive ice water...

I press my forehead on the window
And through it watch children...

Begone ye screams of silence, harbingers of pain
Cloaked in isolation, you mock in harsh disdain...

Void, canceled, simply annulled.
Endlessly aching, unconsoled...