Sometimes life gets to going too fast

And leaves me to sit on my steps

Waiting for the wind to move my feet

Waiting for One who never comes...

Sometimes I feel like an Orphan

Bitter and battling the very ones

Who loved me most, and the Man

Who saved me from my Lonely times...

Sometimes I must confine myself

Alone and Confused in my thoughts

That echo and bound off

The safety of Reason's shelves

Sometimes my mind starts to sink

Into quiet Pandemonium

Then it gets harder and harder to think

But no one suspects my tantrum...

How can it not show?

How can you look at me

And still not know I suffer so, yet you can't see...

You are blind

I am dumb

You don't mind

That I feel numb

I am isolated in a crowd

I am hungry for understanding

But it's as if there were a shroud

O'er me covering, stifling

And so is built the Wall

Between me and the ones who Love me

They can't see it but it will fall

On some stormy day to come, on me.