Waysiders

If you don't mind I'll stop here, you've still far to go.
Little more than something to destroy, for you to grow.
It won't matter, some here don't get peace.
Afforded painful memories of the gifts they must release.
It's where they stay, they're not here to belong.
Merely breaths exhaled singing someone elses song.
Not worth pity, they're here to leave behind.
You don't miss the shadows when the light you seek is shined.
Keep going, don't waste the love you've kept reserved.
Though I truly love you, yours in return is undeserved.