Tired, but I can't sleep
I don't want to be here
But I'm far away from home
The hands of the clock count my fate
Ticking away the moments of my slavery
I need to get out of here
Or I fear I'll go mad
Noises all around
Deafening weak ears
Eyes all on me as I scream
Yelling for the coming of silence
But all does not exist
It's all in my head
The eyes aren't watching
And all is silent
It's about I returned
Back to reality