Speak!

speak for me, yes speak for me
aparently, i cant speak for myself
i've got a pen, and supply of soul
and a complete lack of self control

 

so many things i do, yes i do for you,
but you push it away, "i'll look at it later"
i want you to realize, finally realize
it's more then just words on that peice of paper
a paper blows by, as the wind blows hard,
i see more then trash in the wind, in the car
i see someones soul, someones thoughts, someones heart
broken, stepped on, forgotten, never sought

 

speak for me, yes speak for me
aparently, i cant speak for myself
i've got a pen, and supply of soul
and a complete lack of self control
so speak for me, i'll speak for you
i'll speak for millions of people
maybe someone like you?
but my thoughts, so it seems,
will remain but a violent stream.

Author's Note

originaly lyrically based, however i did not like the direction it went rhythmically.