It’s not that tragic to leave;
Books still have words for us to read
Trees still grow when they plant a seed
Humans still walk without you on the lead.

It’s not that tragic to leave;
You will be facing a new life to live
Choose the sad adult or the happy kid
Whatever your decision is, it’s up for you to feed.

It’s not that tragic to leave;
Look at the night sky and you’ll still see stars
Look at your arms, there are healing scars
Look at the journal and you'll realize how much you got far.