I do not like this stranger that I have become.
I know that you dont either.
The person you love doesnt exist anymore.
She is even more of a stranger.
At times I am able to play the role
By reflecting what I know
you want to see.
But it takes a lot out of me,
And Ive run out of energy.
Its harder and harder to conjure her.
I feel I have no emotion, no hope, no soul.
I dont know why you stay.
I wont blame you for going away.
Youre living with an empty shell.
You might as well be living in hell.
You dont have to join me.
