Rhythmic footsteps ring in my ears

Elbowed shoved and pushed

The crowds move in sync around

Tripping falling, falling

But I am not here.

I am not here.

Trapped in a fantasy

I cannot get out

Numb to the pain of it all

Living but not living

I am not here.

I am not here.

Thousands fall around me

The ground is ripped apart

Gashes leaving scars

This cannot be real

I am not here.

I am not here.