You hurt,
And you cry
You scream, shriek, yell
But it's silent-
For silence is empty
And the emptiness is deafening and full.
People are full of emptiness
Remain this shallow,
With the same questions
You constantly repeat.

Life is a competition, a game
But what if i don't want to play
Where do i end up-
Alone, outcasted
I say I don't care, but no one truly never cares
Nothing will leave my mind.
I used to think this different was good,
But now I'm not so sure.

The world is the same with its differences
But different is never different enough
To be the same is not similar enough
Nothing is ever going to be enough
We can never be satisfied
Because people are quiet
And people are empty.