If I turned around and walked away, would you notice I'm gone? Would you even care? When you look at me, do you see the smile on my face or do you see the tears I fight to hold inside? Do you see a strong, willful woman I portray or the scared little girl who never quite goes away?
It's hard sometimes to say exactly what I'm worth. Sometimes even harder dealing with the hurt. To feel like no one's there during all my pain. I have nothing left to lose and nothing left to gain. I struggle through the days, with no one at my side, all my days are dark, stormy, cold and gray, and emptiness keeps growing as I slowly fade away. I have no effort left to put into this life, no helping hand behind me to pull me to the light. So once again I ask, before I leave this Earth, Do you know what it feels like to be left behind? Losing everyone around you in such little time. I try not to worry since they're left in the past, but it's hard going through life knowing nothing ever lasts.
