I think.

I cry.

I cut.

I die.

But you don’t even care;

That I’m not here anymore.

You can tell me that I suck,

But that won’t change the fact,

That I’m stuck with this feeling and I just can’t fight it anymore.

But at the same time,

I can’t let go.

If I ever do,

Then I’m letting go of you.

But as I’m trying to let it flow,

But it keeps getting stronger.

Now that I’m gone with the wind,

My world no longer revolves around you.

So I’m gonna say goodnight and goodbye.