This is why I write.

I’ve lost many, too many

To a pain that can’t be felt because when pain is the only thing you feel you are

Numb.

Tell the doctor no painkiller’s gonna’ fix this,

‘Cause the only prescription we’ve got

Are the ones that can stop it all.

How the only music we hear are the voices inside our heads

Telling us that they were right.

Telling us that they were right.

Telling us that they were right.

So this is why I write

And this is why I play.

I have my hopes and my passions and my wishes and my

Dreams

Because my friends are still sleeping in;

And I can count the sheep for them until morning.

Oh, this is why I fight,

I’m pulling at society’s gag with every

Goddamn letter I put on this page,

And every note that piano plays is another goddamn scream

Another cry for help that no one heard.

When a tree falls in the middle of the forest, and no one’s around

Does it still make a sound?

This is why I write.