I don’t know how they manage to attract such curiosity How what they write isn’t a dreadful atrocity Carrying such a gift doesn’t seem fair Especially when I’ll work till my mind breaks just to get there I’m supposed to find my sound amongst the flood But in digging for it I’ve gotten drenched in blood And the bandages that once held me together recoil at my touch They say the answer to healing is within me But I’ve forgotten what happiness could be Spent months treading water Until I forgot how to walk I would like to lie on the beach, Even if I don’t know how to move, But life doesn’t work that way, And you should know that too. The sounds in my head aren’t beautiful How can I write this down And as the voices echo around the walls, leaving me shaken and scared, Final whispers wandered away without a single care.