Listen up, cuz I'm done repeating -
Like a broken record,
Are your ears bleeding?
I'm sick of this place -
Not the ground that I tread,
It's the chaos upstairs -
The dark room in my head.
You say that you try,
They say that they care,
But saying is vomiting worthless, thin air.
When will you do
What you promise to think?
I'm waiting for something,
For someone to blink -
Cuz all that I see are zombies walking,
Where's the warmth and the life,
The loving, the talking?
My patience is thin,
Wearing down to the wire.
Grant me some peace,
Somehow let this expire.
