They are all blind inside their own mind
Knowing its wrong, still remaining strong...

He looks at me, glances away
Expecting I have things to say...

I am stuck like I’m in New York traffic
I'm a broken radio that only plays static...

The door slams shut, every time
Yet still I feel deep in my mind...

Tell me that I'm useless
And that I waste your time...

((I wrote this poem based on a book called...
Through darkness floats a whisper...

Words sting down my broken heart
Pulling my soul more far apart...

There is a voice inside of me
It sings the sweetest melody...

Leave me alone you player
you'll never have my heart...

Break that forceful bleeding bond
That you have hiding in your heart...

When your eyes can say it
But your lips won’t talk...

I want to come and talk to you
And run straight into your arms...