• This damn phone is taunting me! The time has come again.
    Alone I wait to hear a voice; a lover or a friend
    Move aside this darkened veil, it’s certainly dead outside
    And just the way I favor it despite what I may hide
    Same s**t, different day, you ask and I say nothing
    Apathy! It’s so damn cruel the spirit seems to love me
    So long ago, those memories seem closer than I thought
    The only thing that comforts me except the times we fought
    Everything is oh so different but nothing seems to change
    Does that make sense? I think I’ll try my conscience to reclaim
    Struggling steps, I pace around and ponder my decision
    How could I relieve myself with such a clouded vision?
    I’d better not express my thoughts aware of what I know.
    The fact that they are sullen to its better not to show
    That as I sit and wait alone this time will never end
    A light than shines and offers me a lover or a friend