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Simple Goodbye
Slowly fading away like a picture left to collect dust
Like a scab that's finally starting to heal
Standing up on my own two feet
I know though I act strong my frame is fragile
But I also know that to make my life better I have to
Cut
Rip
Tear
People that I once cared about out of my life
Because they are no longer good for me
Because I am changing as a person
Not into a snob
Or any other name you can come up with
But because I'm growing and bettering myself
And no longer interested in living in the past
Living in the here,now-that's where I want to be
My life is a series of surprises,mistakes and worries
But I am getting better (I hope)
Standing tall and sure with my mane of black locks
I bid you my final goodbye
Not because I am simply bored
But because I'm learning what's no longer right for me
Like a scab that's finally starting to heal
Standing up on my own two feet
I know though I act strong my frame is fragile
But I also know that to make my life better I have to
Cut
Rip
Tear
People that I once cared about out of my life
Because they are no longer good for me
Because I am changing as a person
Not into a snob
Or any other name you can come up with
But because I'm growing and bettering myself
And no longer interested in living in the past
Living in the here,now-that's where I want to be
My life is a series of surprises,mistakes and worries
But I am getting better (I hope)
Standing tall and sure with my mane of black locks
I bid you my final goodbye
Not because I am simply bored
But because I'm learning what's no longer right for me
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