They read my words and tell me they mean nothing

I am wasted, I am insane

 I am bullshit, my experiences are lies

And I wonder why I ever tried to say anything

 

Then she comes to me near crying

Because she thinks the same things

And was so frightened when she heard me say them

Suddenly I am more frightened than she

 

Why do people think you have the answers

Simply because you know the questions better than they?

I was looking for someone to tell me

Not someone pleading to be told.

 

I do not scream to help others

I scream because I do not know how

And I will drown unless someone hears me

 

I don not scream to have others tell me

They share my pains

I scream because I want someone to tell me

Why we are lost this way and where the exit is