I Am

The disconnect is welling up

And good intentions are not enough

Your words are weary, their hearts are strained

And idle vows find the deepest pains

I'm sick, I'm tired of hollow hope

Of promises empty, your way with words

They're feeding back inside my head

Oh, the things I could say that won't change a thing

I am not the same

I won't feed on fame

You're one of a thousand voices

In my head that all just sound the same

If mine ever made a difference

It won't make the meaning change

You're one of a thousand voices

In my head that all just sound the same

If I will make a change

It's by my words and not my name

I'm tired, I'm sick of misfit beggars

With able tongues and easy outs

I hear you clearer than you hear yourself

Bite down on your blindness and spit it out

I am not the same

I won't feed on fame

You're one of a thousand voices

In my head that all just sound the same

If mine ever made a difference

It won't make the meaning change

You're one of a thousand voices

In my head that all just sound the same

If I will make a change

It's by my words and not my name

I won't sink into the sea of grey

A violence of color

I won't melt into the  choir of angels

I'll step up and scream

I am dissonant

A violence of color

You're one of a thousand voices

In my head that all just sound the same

If mine ever made a difference

It won't make the meaning change

You're one of a thousand voices

In my head that sound the same

If I will make a change

It's by my words and not my name