Whisper something to me so I can hear your voice    I’m pushing you away, my will be done, it is my choice    You sing to me in inky black with tendrils flailing wildly    Yet I remain in solid stone, no force on earth will move me       Why does it seem that all is slipping further from me?    I build and build and reaching up my arms can not reach anything    Give me something, anything    Why is it bleak and barren    Don’t I deserve the world after building building building?    You dangle happiness before me yet keep it out of reach    My well is dry and still I try to fill it up I seek and seek and seek    Nothing lasts except the empty swallowing my soul    But I will rise above this world and I will fill my holes       my heart and soul belong to me, I am my own    My own my own       I am a fire    I eat the world and defecate the shell