She talks about every pointless matter,

But she doesn’t know she’s vain.

She talks about her life like she’s a god,

But she’s never known any pain.

She talks of petty things,

Too many things.

She doesn’t know she makes us drained.

So she continues to talk of life,

But it only makes us go insane.

All she does is talk too much.

All she does is show she’s plain.

I’m in a room full of haters.

They hide in their disguise.

I’m in a room full of the guilty.

Their personallity is their demise.

And I pray to god they’ll learn.

Find it in their hearts to care.

But I’m still in a room full of haters,

So nothing will ever be fair.

Subconsciously I tell myself that these good things last forever,

But they never do.

I give up before I’ve started because I tell myself it won’t work,

But it’s never true.

I always mess up thinking that people will stick around,

And I never got a clue.

Because, every single time I forget these mistakes; I trust again.

So can I even trust you?

I measure my pain in ounces.

One tear for everything that's ever hurt me.

Another sob for everyone that I've lost.

A tissue for everything that lingers over my head.

So please don't ask me if I'm alright.

You already seem to know the answer.

You can smell the salty tears brimming in my eyes.

It smells like the ocean.

You can see my heart bleeding on the floor.

It puddles by my feet.

You can hear the screams my soul makes as it breaks.

It turns to droplets as it hits the ground.

Tears.

I'm wearing a nail color,

Once painted on a daughter by a mother.

But I can't recall the last time,

With my mother on the phone line.

Having a nice conversation,

Without being Iraq and Israel as nations.

Or eating a decent dinner,

Without seeing who would be this arguements winner.

What if we could just sit together,

Without discussing the newest political weather.

Why does it it seem so hard,

And when did we go this far?

So this is why I'm four once more,

Having my nails done on my bedroom floor.

Lucid lips,

Say my words.

Enunciate their every curve.

Act it clear,

Sing it loud,

Darling don't make a sound.

It's one song,

We shall sing.

Dancing on the winding hymns.

Can you help me breathe again,

I don't know where I have been.

Took a road back on home.

But I got lost all alone

And now I'm drowning in a sea of thoughts.

Help me breathe,

I've forgot.

They hear the loud.

Miss the quiet.

See the voice,

But I hide it.

Silence fills me;

They don't know.

Only getting,

What they're told.

But I'm here now,

Yet they're blind.

Cause they lack,

What's in my mind.