Marooned

I know from a lesser tribe

I suppose the range of my intelligence

is way too wideAnd you don't see me

'cause I don't have much to sayMy emotional outlet

is consuming the better part of me

And apart from the wrong words

a tortured cry is making me seeThat you don't see me

'cause I don't have much to sayhours and hours fo jealousy

are passing me by

Although hollow silence

is the only wave

going through your brainAnd you don't see me

'cause I don't have much to say