I used to be indecisive

But now... I'm not so sure

There's little sign of feeling

When you look into their eyes.

The politicians sighing, that -

"nothing's going wrong in our world tonight -

nothing... (we don't understand)"



There's no point in speaking -

  "help me if you can"

Is this a retribution

to compensate for a lack of understanding.

I think we should pretend

that nothing's going wrong in our world tonight,

nothing - (we don't understand)

& I'm doing the best that I can.



Am I locked up forever, in a picture of despair,

I've put my spirit on to paper & into words

I've opened my eyes & I've realised

  - who I really am.



I thought I loved you, but I think I must be wrong

There's another feeling in my heart

This sense of pride, is silencing my sorrow,

I find it hard to come alive

when I'm hollowed out -

  from the inside:-