But inside I sleep in the restlessness of my troubled soul
The earth pulled beneath my feet, my cries a soft moan amidst voices in the crowd
I'm here but I don't really exist anymore
My heart beats but doesn't keep me alive
The thunder of my feelings roars and breaks through the morning blue
Rain falls gently then faster upon my face
This is the storm I've been waiting to create
Others scramble for cover but I stand still, soaked in my own reproach
Silenced by my own tongue, my own emotions, my own doing
I'm unraveling thread by thread
I'm falling away from me
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