Nobody knows but me
this secret that i keep...

It's getting dark in this little prison,
the one that people keep calling my bedroom...

I wish i had the words to fill this page
i wish that the ink stains would cover my hands...

Stubborn lips
stubborner hearts...

Running,
heart pounding...

All these words that i have wrote
will never be good enough for you...

I've seen your smile light the room for her, not...
I've seen your strong arms soften for her, not me...

Dark sky bleeds onto the horizon,
dripping from bruises of clouds...

Chewing on the wires
of a backwards pantomime...

Why do i never get for myself
a hidden toy, tucked behind a shelf...

I wish I had the words to say
I'm really not alright...

She's slipping under
reach for her hand...