You couldn't help her It's not your fault she wasn't meant for this She didn't mean to hurt you Didn't intend to do you harm
You tried hard to be there Through the storms and the seasons The deaths and the births But you were always static Easily tuned out
She said she had to find out for sure Didn't say goodbye, left trinkets on the doorstep She didn't even knock before going Desperate for a change she said
It's not your fault she left Not because you weren't there You were when you could No one could've asked so much of you
You tried until you failed again Years passed and you're still not good at this People change too quickly to grab hold of Couldn't hold her back if you tried too
People are always leaving You knew this before you were born Your sister lost herself in the woods Your Mama stopped the emptiness with a train
Surely it wasn't on purpse they fled Just a chance you were passed along hands Played with and loved, safe until you weren't A throw away kind of freind
She was everything The light on the blades of grass in the morning The moves and swirls of sunshine Your world defined in a coat of gold
You had no one A steady stream of faces that were gone with the tide No one was ever tied to you Always you to them, bound with thread
She became a boulder to hold Carry with you in your pocket An anchor with a beating heart Keeping you tethered in this life
It's not your fault she's gone like autumn leaves That everyone's been clammering to escape The world and you too They're just tired of this place
Don't cry for those that went They're happier without you to take up space You were just a bug to be squashed An inchworm who couldn't crawl
Trouble happens around corners You couldn't see it brewing in the distance Didn't do anything to keep them safe They choose their paths away
You'll just need to live again Paint a smile across your face to hide the fear Cover up the scars and scratches Remake your world withought her
You'll be alright in the end Though the grass might dance above your head when it all ends There's those who've made do with less You should feel blessed at one more lifeless day
And in the end you were just A **** growing in the flowers A bad seed that strangled all you held dear Leftover when the leaving starts
But it's not your fault Oh my dear it's not your fault You can't be what you are not This was never about you sweet heart