Echo

Alone with your thoughts
The pencil on paper piercing your ears
Echo, Echo, Echo
Door slams, thoughts jam
Frustration from within
Your little light is dim
What is left in your soul?
Will you ever find home?
Echo, Echo, Echo
Caught up in the mix
A hundred times you tried to fix
Your problems and defects
How much time do you have left?
Echo, Echo, Echo
Drip, Drip, Drip
Try not to think
Try not to slip
Sleep your life away
Dream of a better day
Do not think
Listen to the sounds
The sounds that will drown thoughts out
Breathe, Relax, Calm Down
What am I doing here?
Echo, Echo, Echo
Tick, Tick, Tick
The clock goes and cement holds
Holds everything in
Never fixing the problem within
Insanity is setting in
Metal windows, metal beds
Cold as society, closing doors
Locking away problems behind bars
Echo, Echo, Echo
Drip, Drip, Drip
Tick, Tick, Tick
If society could only see
Will not someone just talk to me?
Enclosed in a little white room
The light is getting dim
Through the cracks in the door
I can see much more than they can see
I can see the light
They can see the dark
I see hope
They are going to find a rope
Echo, Echo, Echo
Echo my words
Or I will never be heard