Just like a teardrop.

I feel so small,
I feel so vacant,
like a stepped on leaf,
like a dying flower.

I keep falling,
and I don't know if I'll find the strength,
to stand up again,
to move once again.

I'm filled with nothing,
but emotions mixed together, 
bottled up inside of me,
waiting to be poured out.

I'm just like a teardrop.

You don't see me come,
You don't see me passing by,
It's not like I disappear 
with a blink of an eye.

So why don't you notice me,
why don't you acknowledge me?
Is it because I'm so transparent,
just like a teardrop?

But I don't care anymore,
I shall get up again.
Even if I'll struggle,
don't lend me your hand with your decieving smile.

Confidence will come with this tide,
and I'll brush you aside,
for you now matter nothing to me,
just like a teardrop.