All Things Considered

Isn't it sad, not be able to say
Something that's been said so often before
Drowning to find feelings that are only mine
Not happy to say the same thing anymore

I'll search my mind, is anything there to find?
In my head spent thoughts that aimlessly roam
Silenced in fear and self-straitjacketed
With meaningless words leaving me alone

In youth we are told searching will only bring pain,
Then we realize nothing ventured, nothing gained

Questions and darkness new to me, but to many as plain as day
Why should anyone pay attention to someone with so little to say?

So many emotions, but i'm trying to find the key
To lock back the shadows from inside my head
Trying to see if i can know the real me
Your empty words - should remain unsaid

In youth we are told searching will only bring pain,
Then we realize nothing ventured, nothing gained

Questions and darkness new to me, but to many plain as day
Why should anyone pay attention to someone with so little to say?

It's so sad to not be able to say
Something that's been said so often before
Drowning to find feelings that only are mine
Not happy to say the same thing anymore.

In youth we are told searching will only bring pain,
But then we realize nothing ventured, nothing gained