My lungs fill and exhale
I stand and rotate
No one understands how Cold
No one understands how my head stills
How can there be a cure for the unknown
Gathered from inconclusions
Drawn from emptiness
I need a solution that gives me happiness
Doctor, can you tell me what’s wrong?
What “cure” will I receive?
What wrong conclusion will you make?
I need a solution to make me alive
I want to feel what others feel
I need to feel Love
I need Forgiveness
I need Comfort and Touch
Come a Little Closer
You will not find what you need
You will find what I need
For I cannot give you want and need
The Cold cannot be driven away
Only locked away