I'm a figure of speech without sense,
I'm a perfume that has no scent,
I'm a figurine with no presence,
And I shout to a void that is absent.

I shine a light in the darkness,
Lighting a way through the midts,
I lit a fire to show some brightness,
So I whisper help in the air like a kiss.

I scream my rage full of achingness,
That fills my heart that was toyed,
A shout in the void of emptiness,
Oh how I'm very much annoyed!