And no one sees the pain, I hide behind my eyes

And no one feels the aches, that I hold in my throat

And no can seem to know, why my blood pours

And no can read the words, that I've clearly written out

Have I been encrypted to a point beyond of recognition

That no one can sense an iota of desperation, I'm at the last resort 

Puppet master pull the strings

On this last line, I'm barely hanging