Sitting there, in that alienating chair
Empty stage, a narcissistic performance
Spotlights of all kinds, locked in on hands
Covering my face, trying to hold back tears
In a cold embrace
I drowned, right then, right there
Not in water, but in air
I drowned in thinking it was fair
Now I'm sitting in this numbing chair
Talking of my hands
Your eyes, ashamed to see marks, which
Bear witness of my past. Despite the light,
They're dark. Shadows where there should be none
A black hole, right, in the middle of the sun
You tried to help, I know
But your tongue was paralyzed, even though
Trained to run for days on end
You tried to be my friend
Yet you watched and didn't say
A word as I walked away
Away from the chair
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