There is a whirlwind in my chest
When will I get the chance to rest
For I\'ve been running for so long
To find a place where i belong
But part of me is left behind
And so I tear and bleed inside
And they all stare to see the blood
And wonder when the tears will flood
My face, but they are locked within
Along with all my pain and sin
I feel inside a sense of rage
With every time I turn the page
Of this new book I\'m forced to read
From the old film I have been freed
But I still wish to act my part
Though other actors must depart
And so the credits pass my eyes
That glisten wet throughout the night
There is a whirlwind in my chest
When will I get the chance to rest