Getting too cold for walking this way,
Getting too old from playing these games.
Sweat on my hands expose my emotions,
Revealing my secrets, showing my motives.

Ticking bombs going off,
When they laugh and scoff.
They don’t see it, they don’t feel it.
They lock it away until they unseal it.

Being lost in life doesn’t mean,
You have to find your way to be seen.
Pain will eternally follow you,
So don’t let it be the end of you.

Can’t fall asleep, I’m too tired of me.
Wishing for my dreams to become realities.
I know they are far, I know they are distant.
But I can’t just ignore the feelings deep from within.

Wishing I was better, wishing I was stronger,
No one to read letters, no one to honor.
Fallen mistakes only get worse,
Exactly the same, exactly diverse.

They say humans speak so many words,
But I’m only screaming from how much it hurts.
Yeah I talk all the time, with hope, with doubt.
But only if my whispering conscience counts.