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
