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