Pilot To Copilot

Has it always been this way inside this room?

No windows to let in the sunlight

This boy is trying to face the outside world, but then he hides

I know he's paranoid

Will he make his way out someday?

This boy spends hours trying to sleep

Pacing around inside his head, questions every word he thinks of

This boy spends hours behind a screen flying airplanes on computer games

Or so he says

Down under I'm like him too

The outlaws of social trends

He always seems to hide away

When you call, expect to hear the phone keep ringing

Keeps it inside, all of his pain

And he seems so lonely

But will he step out someday?