Isn't It So Kind.

I look at the phone, no one is calling
I look at this world, it keeps on falling
As I'm in a box bawling
As everyone keeps on stalling
As I notice there's no tears left of mine
As I notice I'm all left behind
That's all that's left in mind
Isn't it so kind?
To cut the ropes that bind?
All of us inside with nothing to breathe
All we can do is cough and heave
With nothing left to lose
We all just have to cut loose.