To my mother, to my father, it's your son. Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me? Should I turn this up for you? The silence is what kills me. I need someone here to help me but you don't know how to listen and let me make my decisions. All your insults and your curses make me feel like I'm not a person, and I feel like I am nothing but you made me so do something 'cause I'm fucked up because you are. I need attention, attention you couldn't give.
Your words to me just a whisper, your face is so unclear. I try to pay attention, your words just disappear. So I speak to you in riddles 'cause my words get in my way. I smoke the whole thing to my head and feel it wash away. I can't take anymore of this, I wanna fall apart 'cause it's always raining in my head. Forget all the things I should have said. I am nothing more than a little boy inside that cries out for attention yet I always try to hide.
All the times that I've cried. All this wasted, it's all inside and I feel all this pain stuffed down, it's back again. And I lie here in bed, all alone, I can't mend but I feel tomorrow will be ok. But I'm on the outside and I'm looking in. I can see through you, see your true colors. And inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me. I can see through you, see to the real you.
Staind lyrics: For you, Epiphany, Outside.
