Outspeaking the Silence

Leaving a trail of fickle destructions Caught in the eye of my good intentions Exhausted excuses I mistook for reasons A change of heart, or change of season? I could've been nicer, more loyal, less needy Social chameleon playing the scene So I've picked a new favourite colour to be Decided I'm pretty, just being me Can't hear a sound but a chain of new thoughts Outspeaking the silence in small, sonic dots It offers just one thing that no money bought It offers you me, coz that's all I got.