Left everything i had,
the good and the bad,
The ones that made me sad,
but also the one who kept me happy.
I'm way to sappy,
having to remind myself
that i will see them all again
and i'll grin.
Cause i would have completed
my mission, no ammunition.
I'd have been able to let it all go,
hell if i have to,
i'll put on a show.
I'm forcing myself to get better,
I won't tether.
Growing up demands some factors, i'll hack.
Find what i need then i'll go back,
only when i feel ready,
only when i'm certain i'm steady,
only when i've dealt with all of my problems,
and solved them.
I'm ready to face all the ones i love,
with no shame of what i've become,
i'll be past it.
this is a part of growing,
that i know i need to do,
but it really hurts me so much,
that you hardly even bid me adieu,
I wonder if in four whole months anything will change?
Will they all look at me the same.
Lord I hope,
let me back in their hearts.
Let something start,
I wish you the best with this
that is about to begin,
God help you sir,
There will be a day,
when i can make you happy.
Talking about this just makes me feel,
crappy. I wish you the best,
no matter your mess.
i love you.