Is there a flaw in my image?
Are there stones under my guise?
For I\'m no curiosity in your eyes anymore
Is there a dent in my bearing?
Did I stumble in my act?
For your smile isn\'t blazing like before
Is there dimming in my stature?
Have you lost me to the crowd?
For my voice isn\'t a moment to you anymore
Is there a spill in my words?
Is there a stain uncleaned?
For your stories don\'t reach for me anymore.
Trying to contain it all
But like the moon on a cloudy night
You keep on waning