I am nothing but I am something
I whisper when I scream
look behind the curtain
things aren’t always what they seem
An insomniac’s dream is sleep
a hate monger’s love is me
my dark shades have fallen
I am blind and now I see
I am nothing but I am something
I whisper when I scream
tear away the curtain
things are never what they seem
My head is pounding from the silence
there’s so much air I can’t breathe
there’s so much to say that I can speak no more
and I’m so tired that I can’t sleep
I am nothing but I am something
I whisper when I scream
I keep it all together so well
that it’s tearing at the seams
It’s not all contradiction
It’s a shade of reddish green
I’m filthy with sobriety
Your shit will make me clean
I am nothing but I am something
I whisper when I scream
I can feel my broken heart
so real just like a dream
I lay on the ceiling
awaiting the infinite end
I love my self-hatred
and hate my beloved friends
I am nothing but I am something
I whisper when I scream
I never needed shit from you
so please just Help Me