empty seats & hearts...

Bus full of empty seats,
a heart that doesn't beat.
A child seeking attention,
he can't see the warning signs and the tension.

Window splashed with rain,
it shows not the outside world.
Reflecting the light within,
a silent screaming figure in the mirror.
In the calm and peaceful carriage,
he raises cain but no one notices this rage.

Eyes deep and gleaming,
a picture that keeps him beaming.
Eyes searching for answers inside,
looking away scared of this secret he hides.
Imagining a disappointed look on that face,
is bitter wine that i don't want to taste.

The road leading here,
is one of empty seats and hearts.