Is there anybody there?
Is there anybody there?
You know, I’m getting pretty lonely in here.
Stuck inside my head.
I guess I have my thoughts for company,
I can talk to imaginary friends.
But sometimes I wonder,
Is it this dark in other peoples minds?
Do they hear screams in the silence?
Are there whispers of why not?
Why not just stop caring?
Why not just… lash out?
I think there’s someone there.
They’re lurking in the corners,
Hidden by the shadows,
Whispering.
Whispering and whispering.
It loses its meaning.
Now it's not whispering.
The hiss of a snake,
The whistle of the wind,
A sin-black sea breaking on the shore.
Is there anybody there?
You can come out already.
I can hear you.
You can’t hide any longer.
But now, as they’re emerging,
The whispering grows louder.
A roar,
A Cacophony!
And now I see your face,
And I rub my eyes to clear them,
Because surely, it’s not…
Me?
But then,
If you are me…
Then who am I?
So I am just…
Oh.
Ok.
Oh no.
Because that means that I’m just watching,
Looking into my… no, their, mind,
Peering in from the outside.
And it scares me.
So…
Is there anybody there?
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