Talking to Nobody

I don’t want to see that

My hands are numb

When they come for me i won’t run

I don’t want to feel like

My feet can’t walk

When no one’s looking should you need to talk

I don’t see why you should talk

I can’t see my fingers rot

I don’t see why i should feel

For anything that isn’t real

I don’t want to seem like

My thoughts are warped

Where i’m looking i can’t seem to touch

I can see what’s coming

And before too long

No one’s going to miss you when you’re gone

No one’s happy now you’re gone

No one’s helping anyone

They can see but they can’t feel

As nothing for them seems real

No, nothing for them is real

No, nothing for them is real

No, nothing for them is real