These cries flow freely from their caged prison inside

Feelings gone amok, coming in and going out, mimicking the tide

Watching a bird of a withered wing, pleading gravity to let it fly

To soar through the clouds of angelic existence, feel the crisp cool mist of the night sky

Sitting outside by the window, tears dripping down my skin, nobody notices

Breathe uneven, chest of an unsteady beating heart

Vein by vein, tear by tear, life has already falling apart

Skin of sketchy tone, body of imperfect flaws

I wait here without hope, without love, without cause

Sitting outside by the window, tears dripping down my skin, nobody notices

Rain hits the window, purifying the ground soaked in blood

Drip by drop, trickle to puddle to stream to flood

Mixing pure with corrupt, clean with filth, diluting warmth to frost

Raven of death, swan of life, locked in the middle, hidden, lost

Sitting outside by the window, tears dripping down my skin, nobody notices

Mind wanders around, caught, trapped in the plain of nowhere

Sun turns to moon, light shines less, losing lust of damp hair

Curled to the side, face of broken spirit

Whimpers echo off my throat, can anybody hear it

Sitting outside by the window, tears dripping down my skin, nobody notices

Abused by leaves, whipped by the wind

Groaning stomach, dizziness spread, world spinned

Drowning in the depths of the deep dark sea, muscles frozen, no freedom in sight

There is no point, no reason to try, given up without a fight

Sitting outside by the window, tears dripping down my skin,

nobody notices