Tears fill my eyes and shadows fallow my paths.
Seems they are the only ones that walk beside me anymore.
Crying to no one, looking up I realize my paths are slowly closing.
Being surrounded by people who love you but feeling like non of them can see, hear, help, or understand you.
Sitting and staring at your own sorrow asking yourself wear did the old times go?
Only having few people who have your back on anything and everything.
By the time I wipe my tears away my paths are gone and my fears are back.
When your left in your own sorrow for so long you become hallow.
Thankful for what you have. Nothing left to take.
Your shadows and tears still stand beside you.