Three Sheets to The Wind
Talking to air
Like three sheets to the wind
The error of me is just a sin
I'll never get it anyway
I could spell myself into oblivion
Say all the things inside my heart
But to who?
It's not like you were listening
When I tried it with you
I've always been here
Trapped inside a glass coffin
Banging my arms against
The clear glass walls
Everyone can see me
But no one can hear me scream
I talk to nothing!
No one can hear my cries
I implore with my eyes
And to no surprise to me
Nobody pays attention to my pantomime
I say all the words in the world
That go unheard
It's like I'm speaking another tongue
Where's a universal translator
When you need one?
If I could reach inside you
And situate you inside my head
So you could see what I see
And hear what I hear
Would you give me more patience?
If you felt what I felt,
Would you feel some empathy for me?
Or still nothing. Just nothing.
Just watch me scream. In silence.