There's No Windows In This Place

For Me To Show My Weary Face.

Rage I Hold Within My Soul

At Times I Cannot Control.

What's The Point Of Me Being Here?

When Being Me Is What I Fear.

Every Day It's All The Same

Trapped Again In My Own Pain.

I Cry Myself To Sleep

So Many Secrets I Must Keep.

No One To Reach Me...nobody Cares.

Trapped In The Middle Of A Distant Stare.

I've Prayed That I Was Free

Of This Grief That's Filling Me.

Everywhere I Turn

Every Bridge Must Burn.

There's No Windows In This Place

For Me To Show My Weary Face.