With You

With You With you I’m empty inside, My dreams, my hopes, go out with the tide, I cannot change, not for you, That wouldn’t be me, that wouldn’t be true. With you I can’t live my life, Bitterness increases my endless strife, I can’t be what you want me to be, For in the mirror, it’s me, I see. With you I wake up to cloudy days, Nowhere to turn, I spin in a haze, I can’t go on living this lie, Trying to please, while wanting to fly. With you I can do no right, It seems all we do is fight, day and night, What’s the point in living this way, If “I’m a failure” is all you can say? With you I cannot speak, Without the fear of a damning critique, Voiceless, I just keep things inside, They’ll probably stay there til the day I die. With you I can never be heard, My stories, you’ll never be stirred, I listen to myself, to the echoes I make, They stay with me until I awake. With you I will never be me, A fact you clearly can’t see, It’s time to end this meaningless fight, It’s time for me to take to flight. So goodbye I say, I wish you well, What the future holds, I cannot tell, Without you I can finally be me, A fact I now can clearly see.