Alone in this room with nothing to do
Thinking of the outside and the direction of my own life
Sitting at the window watching the world pass by
Thinking what are my dreams what are my goals
Questioning everything I know and am told
Finding a direction for me the soul
I don\'t matter anymore.
Sitting here behind silent doors.
My values faded some time, never to exist.
My path is paved with cobblestones.
Through the night and the day, I walk it alone
To a destination, I will never know
What am I doing here at this point in time?
Believing my own lies hearing them whispering in my mind
Am I held back by pride or the unspoken lies?
I don\'t matter anymore.
I don\'t know when I am wrong.
Until it is wrong that I do
It is my choice to care when no one is there
But who is there for a moment singing my praise
Soon they just fade without a word to say
Searching for a place of comfort to rest the mind
Confidences is just a dried out seed never to grown in me
Just to dry up in the weeds
I don\'t matter anymore.
Waiting for a call that will never come
For some, there are conditions for love
Many take to the streets calling for justice and peace.
Individuals each one question am I truly free.
Marching in remembrance of the forgotten son
Insults are thrown sometimes, bruising the heart.
The ignorance hides the pain, just wanting to claim some fame
Even Karen hides thinking that she has a right to your life
I don\'t matter anymore.
Behind this closed-door locked with the key of silence
A silence that is louder than any noise
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