-- What's Left of Me --

If I could just catch the wind
and whisper all my hurt and longings
Then all of this weight will be lifted
And I would no longer need to pretend

If only I could clog all the sadness
And be able to refuse its influence
Then every moment will be daylight
And this melancholy would end

There must've been something wrong
Maybe Fate made its first mistake
I would've been much happier alone
But now, I am drowned in confusion

You could've been my every happiness
You could've been my every dream
But you weren't who I thought you were
You were just one of my illusions

I opened up to a worthless reason
I hurled my hurt to constant torture
But if only you were braver
Then maybe everything would change
And I would feel secure

Did I expect too much?
Was I never good enough?
I'll never be tantamount to your reasons
I'll never be what you think I should be

But what else can I do?
When the wind refuses to blow in my direction
When all I could ever be is what I show
When all that's left of me,
is myself…