I'm so low
(so low)
since you left me.
I couldn't bear
to see you go.
Tears shaped me
for the next three days.
Fake smiles
became my secret.
Unchanged, but not
quite the same.

I've become a shell.
Fragile and empty.
I can't bear it;
now you're gone.

My heart is broken.

I couldn't bear
to see you go.
I'm so low,
(so low).

These you cannot see.
Mine are hidden
beneath the surface.

They take on a different meaning.
A world of hurt and betrayal.
Many have been here before.
I, far too much.

Mine cannot be seen.
Not on the surface.
My scars.