

The screen went white,
then the name popped up in black
An all-staff thread, no way to pull it back
My collar felt tight,
my coffee turning cold
Before the phone could ring,
my life was sold
Eighteen months
of a quiet room
Tracing the cracks in the afternoon
No status updates, no public plea
Just the slow, hard work
of rebuilding me
Nobody saw the work
Nobody saw the sweat on the floor
Behind a locked bedroom door They only see the spark
But nobody saw the dark
(nobody saw)
Last November, freezing rain on the glass
I had the resignation letter typed at last
But I saw my reflection
in the dark screen pane
And wiped the keyboard dry to start again
Now the parking lot is quiet and grey
And the ink on the page is a minute away
Nobody saw the work
Nobody saw the sweat on the floor
Behind a locked bedroom door They only see the spark
But nobody saw the dark (nobody saw)
Ten minutes in the car,
hands on the wheel
Just waiting for the shaking to stop,
to make it real
No banners flying, no heavy drums Just the quiet step before the
morning comes
Nobody saw the work!
(nobody saw!) Nobody saw the sweat on the floor
Behind a locked bedroom door They only see
the spark But nobody saw the dark!
(nobody
saw)
Nobody saw the work (nobody saw)