Sounds reverberate off the sickly walls
As sobbing cascades through the bathroom stalls...

You say we're free
In a land with no choice...

I miss...
The way we would talk...

You eased away the pain
Took away the burn...

I can't believe how this happens
Time and time again...

Life is so simply complicated
Souls, bodies, minds; all mashed into one...

I lower my eyes
Admit to defeat...

Coming up soon
Is the Valentine's Dance...

Skies turn red
It's judgement day...

Why can't you be my escape
When all i need is relief...

Monotonous bodies meander on
Draped in black Armani business attire...

Sinister signatures left upon the walls
Accompanied by graffiti beyond these stalls...