I'm a shadow of my former self,
A weaker counterpart.
Because of the ways things were to me,
They tore and damaged my heart.

I'm a shadow of my former self,
A disappointment near to come.
Because of the way things seem to me,
Nothing around me feels like home.

I'm a shadow of my former self,
A stupid one, unkind.
Because of the ways things are to me,
I've nearly lost my mind.

I'm a shadow of my former self,
With blankness in my head,
Because of the way things are said to me,
I know I'm better off dead.