I now see that this is the way.
I'm gone,
and everyone is happy
again.
Is it really my absence that let's people live their lives the way
they want?
Yes they are allowed to have a good life.
I never thought that I could be such a burden
that letting me go
was such a breath given.
I want you to breathe, but I want you back.
I don't know what to do with myself.
Fine, I'll let it go.
I never wanted to make things miserable for you.
Will it be ok
when you find your comfortable group
and I'm the one who ends up
alone?