I feel the walls close in around me
When you ask, I say, "I'm feeling fine"
I've got nothing to contribute
I'm absent in this state of mind

And it's hard, to feel this way
You wake up every morning hating what I might say
And it's hard to play the part
When all you've got is emptiness it's tearing you apart

If wisdom comes from understanding
Then I'm far from being wise
What's the use of the presumptions
That are made about my life?

And it's hard, to feel this way
You wake up every morning hating what I might say
And it's hard to play the part
When all you've got is emptiness it's tearing you apart