My own refection is staring at me through the pounding rain, scowling at me.
My footsteps echo as I walk away from everything that makes me happy, as I walk away from you.
I ******* tears and I wonder if they'll ever go away, if this feeling will ever go away.
I take a long drag of my cigarette and am repelled by who I am and whatever I did to drive you away.
I need you back. You're a part of me.

My shoulders are small, but big enough to shrug you off.
My feet are tiny, yet big enough to walk away from you.
My hands are small, but big enough to wave goodbye to you.
Smoke is coming out my mouth, because the fire in my heart for you is out.