i blame the silence

for all that we've done

instead of carving into our flesh

and blaming ourselves

if we saw what was really happening

a lot more could still be alive

we could have been so happy
i blame the silence

now that everyone's gone

i still wouldn't cry

even if i could

this absent ending

i felt there should be more than what is

the realisation that we only matter to ourselves

the world keeps

spinning spinning spinning.