I want to feel, I want to know.
I want to love, I want to grow.
I want to die, I want to live.
I want to grow old, I want to die young.
I want to cry, I want to scream.
But it’s all silent, coming from me.
I want to show, I want to be heard.
I want you to know, I get frustrated.
I want you to know, I’m tired of the voices.
I want to cry, into a shoulder.
I want someone, to tell me “It’s alright,...