A reason to scream

I spend my time only wishing that I come up with clever words, strung together to make you feel how I wish I could feel.
Apathy grips me hard, I lie awake at night wishing I could feel something more than nothing.
But still I settle for mediocrity time and time again, so I don't have to try and feel...anything new, anything different, anything real, anything...anything at all.
This time I hope it's different. This time I hope I change.
'Cause for once I feel sick.
Sick of the same old nothing.
And for once I'll have a reason...a reason to scream.
Apathy won't silence me.
Apathy won't silence me.
This is the end of nothing.
And after all is said and done at the end of the day I know I'll have to make the choice to try and feel.
So I'll look past myself and stop waiting for the world to change around me.