I'm walking away from you. I'm leaving you behind me. My back is turned to you, though I don't know where exactly I'm going. But then again it's not the destination that matters [or is the challenge], rather the journey. So I'm going to try my best not to look back, because I won't pay attention to where I'm going, and surely I will trip. I'll stumble like I always do when I let my emotions get to me. And I know I'm doing the right thing; making the wisest choice possible. So don't try to talk me out of it, because it will work. [yeah, you read that right. It will. will.] I'm not stable at the moment, and my tears are creating for me a blurry path, but as I said, I'm going to try my best. So don't call me back. Please. Cause right now I'm running away in the blindness of my heart and I don't want to be found ever again. So here is your formal good-bye, dammit! (Note: You, as well as I, know this is bullshit.)
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