And so...

She stands there before me
a crumbling flower
not what she used to be
stripped of who she was

And so she cries

I used to cling to her
needing her shelter
needing her warm arms
now she clings to me

And so she cries

And I am a memory
of better days past
and I am a reminder
of what they've become

And so she cries

She stands there before me
broken and pieced together
lost in her role
scared and confused

And so she cries