The trees remind me of, the Armidale winter, where we used to go for Christmas When mum and dad were still together. Is this everything I've been, on the side of a driveway? I don't fit in I can't stop second guessing, If I don't fit the puzzle am I really family? Everybody leaves, skeletons like trees My brittle bones would break if you tried hard enough to break me Hollow in the wind, empty in this skin I know I don't fit in and I am scared that you'll replace me It hurts to know I'm still a waste of space in someone's head I'll laugh about it, till it hurts, I'm choking on regret It's hard to be someone you're not, I can't be something I'm not If I stay and be a part, will I be missed when I am not? But I don't want to have to leave, cause I need some room to breathe If you could tell me now, that things would be okay then I'll go straight back to sleep One day you'll cut all your dead flowers I'll wither now, before I get older