The void calls to me in my final breath
A curtain call guiding it's voice to rest
But this beautiful symphony falls on deaf ears
For I am surrounded by endless sneers
They don't understand, its evident on their faces
Despite the murderous glares, I yearn for warm embrace
Perhaps it is childish, clinging to hope
With my masks exposed it's the only way to cope
Day after day I wandered mindlessly
Doing what was expected, a rusty cog in a machine
Coat after coat can be applied, but the mask still falls and the rust is seen
People gawk, they don't understand, I have no place in society
So I listen to the void, an old friend I need
I escape from the sneers, their cutting words given form as I watch myself bleed
Yet in the final breath, I spy a tearful face
Even though soggy and cold, I finally feel that warm embrace
But I don't understand why they care, I can just be replaced...
