Lost For Words Giuseppe Ottaviani, Amba Shepherd 

Exterior,
Everything is calm and quiet,
Dignified...
Hysteria,
It’s all on the inside,
And it’s skin tight...

I’m hiding out,
I’m holding back the future
I have dreamed about,
I’ve dreamed about,
I’m calling out,
Calling out to you
And not a sound comes out,
And not a single sound comes out…

I’m lost for words,
The truth hurts,
Behind walls of silence,
Where I am caught,
I’m lost for words,
The truth hurts,
The times I have the most to say,
Are the times I can’t talk.