Why is it so difficult to say 'goodbye and thanks for all the good times',
I keep on grasping at this hand that is burning me,
and letting my self turn the other cheek before crying,
You've given up a long time ago and now I have too,
It's drained all of my energy to keep on fighting this on,
and I don't feel your presence next to me anymore,
It's lonely and painful to be like this here,
I feel hopelessness making its way towards me,
Why wont you protect me a bit better,
Stand next to me instead of watching from afar,
Deciding what to do while its too late now.
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