Sometimes you are quiet
But behind your mouth, your mind is screaming violently
Your thoughts are tearing each other apart
It's a war, one with no survivors in it

Sometimes you are quiet
Because you don't know what it is you're doing
You've got a hard shell but it's filled with air-
And a thousand cracks, one for everything you say

Sometimes you are quiet
For you are just so weary and tired
You're deaf to everything that's around you
Because you can't hear over your mind's uproar

Sometimes you are silent
But silence does not give you peace
You're only silent because you're trying
To drown out everything you've ever felt

Sometimes you are quiet
You are so quiet you fade into the shadows
You are a sliver of silver, a star, out of reach of humanity
You're a blip in time, waiting to be forgotten

Sometimes, you and I, we are the same
We had a voice, now it's lost at sea
We're phantom ghosts with pumping hearts
You and I, we just need a chance, a chance to be alive

Did you hear their silent whispers?
Of broken cries and moans?
Dead behind the eyes as they walk,
Of all the sadness you have sown,
Leaving them to question the reason,
Your heart is full of villainous treason.

Did you look away as they bled?
From another youthful blade?
Forever questioning the reason why,
The hellish world that you have made,
As the streets turn a crimson red,
‘50,000 more nurses’ is what you said.

Did you taste their scared skin?
As they wept over fresh war wounds?
Children killing themselves for freedom,
Just wanting to write life saving tunes,
But you look at their skin choosing to hate,
Is that what you’re to be remembered for, mate?

Did you touch my screeching wail?
From the sorrow I have regained?
Searching for relief from this solemn pain,
As my selfish loneliness is now reframed,
Now lying on my deathbed I wonder,
How long until I’m called from down under.

I'm out of breath
I don't want to feel
I'm scared you don't exist
Are you here?
Do you hear?
I'm a mess,
welcome.