I'm sending my soul out in an envelope
Hoping someone will understand
Bits and pieces of glass and tears
Nervous sweat on my hands
Inhabitants drop like flies
But they always leave something behind
And I feed off of their knowledge
Keeping it on the inside
I smile and wait impatiently;
Patience is not something I am blessed with
The envelope is sealed tight
Those memories are all I am left with
Coloring the days in palettes of pain
I've given it away for so long
Misfortune and this gift I have are pretty much the same
And the sun only shines after things go wrong
I sent them my pain, recovery and a planned escape
And a ‘thank-you' is the last thing they'll see
That's if they even open my sealed soul
That's if they even acknowledge me