I travel down the path
All I see is the shadows
Of my past

I walk the bridge
Of life and see
My future

I run to where
There is happiness
And find a dead end

I wake up
Screaming in my room
Realizing its just a dream

I turn on my ipod
To listen to my music
To find an empty librariy

I go down the stairs
To the secret tree house
To find you.

Years later,
I’m sitting in the same room
To find a note

I open the note
To discover
The emptiness of my life

I look outside my window
To see the beautiful cherry bloosoms
To find an empty tree

I turn around
To find
Who I am.