I feel so worthless.
All the good inside me
Was drained in my sleep –
Only aches left behind.
     Paint me dull,
     Paint me wild,
     Does it matter?
     I’m just a child.
Turn up the sound.
Let it blast, flow.
Watch it punch on
Through this dark fog –
     It anchors my soul.
So don’t you frown
Don’t think to glare
That my ears
Are plugged:
     It’s the only thing
     Keeping me here.