the unresponsive the out of touch
they say she\'s a wall
but in my eyes is a photo never moving
but she\'s perfectly blissful
but what do i know
I\'m just the girl the call unresponsive out of touch
but i wonder if they remember who i once was
or the last time I spoke
i wonder if they saw my mothers death the way i did
i wonder if they know about my fathers drinking
or the drugs the doctors put me on
i wonder if they\'ve seen as many hospital beds as i have
or if they\'ve cut themselves because the world doesn\'t want them
but what do i know im just the picture girl the one whose is
out of touch or unresponsive
but maybe one day they\'ll remember
and i won\'t be such a photograph