Why is it that whenever I need to cry,
There are never enough tears in my body?
My ducts forever seem so dry,
Like a barren desert waiting for a downpour
The one dearest to me will hold my hand
Walking me down the hardest path,
How come every time I start to hope
That you are near, you fade away like a spirit of love?
A specter in the distance
Floating just out of my reach
Dashing my hope to tiny slivers of painful tears
Doing irreparable damage to my mind
But knowing who I am and what I am,
I know I will succeed in moving on
For I am that strong-willed, loving person
I am smart and talented, whether I will win you back
Or move on and find someone new, I will succeed
Don’t push me down, don’t hold me back, just let me go.
