Empty Chair

All these dints in my skin
And the screaming begins
As it all tangles round
A bombardment of sound
So I beg and I plead
While keeping dignity
Yeah I reach out to some
But support comes from none

Is it time to let go
Is it time to bleed out
I've yet to let blood flow..

And the mockery sings in my head
And it brings all the laughter and dread
Cause in the end all I am
Is a child, a little madam
And since nobody cares
Are they even aware
That soon there'll be nothing there..
Just an empty chair

So it all hits me now
In amidst all this sound
And the faces I've lost
They all crowd around
Are they leering at me?
What is it that they see?
While they pull me apart
This has to end right now.

So it's time to let go
Yeah it's time to breathe out
Maybe free, my spirit will flow..

Cause the mockery screams in my head
I'm surrounded by laughter and dead
Cause in the end all I am
Is a brat, a little madam
And since nobody cares
Maybe they are all aware
That nothing belongs there..
Just an empty chair