I've been screaming
Hoping someone would hear
But people around are dreaming
Their dreams to me unclear
Even the rocks break down
Getting hit by the waves
But they can't hear a sound
Believing I'm in my grave
They go on to say
That seldom I speak
But their ears they wouldn't lay
To any word my mouth leaks
My wounds are salted
When they ask why I'm off
It's difficult to keep one's tears halted
When what one says, is neglected with a cough
If I were to die
I know you wouldn't shed a tear
But before you make me cry
Know that you have more to fear.
