There's not much to be said for a lot that I do
I do not speak unless I am spoken to
Not to friends, nor family
Figures as to why I never speak
You can all vent to me about how bad your lives are
I do not care for how I'm only seen as someone to be spoken to
I have enough problems to vent to God until he's heard things to keep him up at night
Still I remain silent
Maybe I'm the selfish one for wishing I had no friends
Maybe it's the sickness talking again
Whether I'm the crazy one or the only sane man on this planet
I've always chosen the safety of silence
