I am from the tears that drive away dreams
the meaningless dreams that drove me to succeed.
The success took away my friends and made me push away my family
Believing I am too good to be apart of the unity.

I am from the fake smile that kept me sane,
the smile that made you all believe I was okay when really, I was trying to run.
Run to a place i call home.
Where is home? its all so foreign to me now
I shattered hearts of people too close
Pushed the people that try too hard to understand me
leaving them bruised and bleeding they run

I am from shattered mirrors
and a broken home,
the weeping willow i once called my own,
It died last year and that is when i lost myself.

I am a weeping willow
Branches rotting laying in the mud
The wind blowing away all my leaves it leaves me cold,
no heart, just an icicle.
I let all my feelings slip away and now i lay dead
drowning in the waters of my own sorrows.

I am far from what I used to consider myself
I lost who I really was.
Alone and searching.
Aimlessly I search through the murky waters,
Picking up my leaves i glue them on with the little bit of faith I have regained
What I believe I am now is just a make believe dream,
Because the real me drove away.