This one is rather in the moment (or emotion rather) and I wanted it be really raw and expressive. At the moment I really feel this one. As I look into your eyes I see you but you can’t see me I have to leave to mean anything Even if it means being alone I will matter more wandering in the dark Standing in the doorway You wouldn’t even pass me a second glance The sound of rain so quiet But the screaming in my head drowns it out I scream, cry and beg I don’t know why it means so much to me When I mean nothing to you And as I light this last cigarette I will turn away for the last time Though the scars will always haunt me I suppose it’s time Time to find something I’ve never been able to find A home to call my own It was time to find a warm bed Even if I never found it Even if I just wandered in the rain At least I would be free Free of your insipid silence