Smiles frame the walls.
And all the empty halls.
Yelling can be heard.
I can make out each word.
Smile frame the walls.
I can't tell at all.
If they're still yelling.
Or if I'm just rebelling.
Smiles frame the walls.
And the empty, silent halls.
The voices ring.
Their words sting.
Smiles frame the walls.
And the empty halls.
My face is the walls.
My life is the halls.
