Dark Angel: You Noticed Me...

Locked away.
Locked away.
Where is the key?
Where is the key?
I scramble to find it.
My mind is screaming, I can't find it!
I have been beating myself up for weeks trying to find it.
It's now or never, if I don't free myself, then I am doomed to an eternal damnation of loneliness.
I've got to find it.
My muscles are aching now.
I scratch.
I scratch.
I punch.
I punch.
I scream.
I scream.
SOMEBODY HELP ME.
Why is no one helping me?
They don't even notice,
They don't even know.
What's going on?
HELLO?
Please sir, you must--
I frantically grabbed at the mans coat, but he didn't notice.
What's happening?
I'm scared now.
I'm scared now.
I need someone to be here, someone to help me up!
As I turn around, I see a figure, not human, no.
Wings slowly rise from the sides of this creature, as it walks towards me.
He comes closer, I see a face.
It has a human face, but a fool would know this is no human.
What a gentle, caring face.
But it seems worn with pain and sadness.
That shouldn't be there, it looks much young.
I see now, that this is but a man.
He extends a soft, graceful, meaningful hand.
I touch it, then I hold.
He lifts me up, and right then is when I realized that he is the only one that notices me.
He noticed.
He noticed.
He helped me.
He helped me.
Maybe, after all, I didn't need a key.
My jagged socket on my heart is filled with something more,
Something invisible, only that you can feel deep within.
I am free.
I am free.