Man and Mansions

This house so cold, chilling, and falling to pieces
Holes in the walls where pictures used to be
Rotting wood lay where we used to dance
Windows dusty and blurred, broken so long ago
A staircase leading to a room where I left all of my problems
A door you entered to release love and fear into my heart
A lock you broke, because I was smart enough to hide the key
A mirror shattered, and it cost me more then seven years to recover
A sink so rusted and old, my wrinkles relate
I step out to the stoop where the sun used to shine down
Peer down into a garden where shrubs have overcome the beauty
Grass overgrown, obviously not being taken care of, kind of like myself
You broke me down, but I let me go
You broke me down, you... broke... me