I sit here staring out my window.
The first rays of daylight are peeking through...

Your eyes.
Your smile...

Where is she?
What's become of her...

The years on end beings have died
On every graze has one laid a bleak bouquet...

I'm sorry your words ain't getting through.
I'm sorry we're growing apart...

When was your last real smile?
I get asked that everyday...

I always get told to open up.
I always get told to let my feelings out...

In her mind,
and in her soul...

This is more than I can deal with.
I reached my limit long ago...

Am I that easily forgotten?
Am I really that invisible...

The silence is settling in.
I try to take one last breath...

I want to be like the leaves
Flying through the air...