Leaves whisper to me through the door
The clear glass door, so far away:
“You won’t be so sad anymore”
They say “Go Live and Be today”

Leaves make promises they can’t keep
But still; I dare to hope and dream,
I boldly let myself believe,
In the faint promise of the leaves

They whisper many things to me
They say this cloud will go away
They promise I will be okay
And my dreams aren’t so far away

Bright futures dance before my eyes
They call me, like a Siren’s song
But I know that it is all LIES—

Something I have known all along.