I'm faded
Like a shadow
On a winters day

Like a pencil mark
That has been
Whiped away

Like a tear
Running down
My cheek

Like my self-esteem
After they claim
They're strong and I'm weak

Like my voice
Trickling down
The well of society

Like my heart
With all of its
Constant anxiety

Like the words
Of my family
When they say I'm blessed

When they all know
I'm nothing but
Evanecse.