Dot dot Dot
But you Talk Talk Talk

Why don’t you get it?
I don’t want to hear
What you have to say?
It leaves me in tears

I bet you didn’t know that
You only concern yourself
I bet you don’t know
That all you talk about is
more significant then the rest

So in the sound of Desperation
Misery and Frustration get seperated
As you wallow in your pity complaints
While I sit here and listen, I wonder
When do you run out of things to say and ask
“Are you still there?”