You told me I was worthless, so I put my friends and family first.
You told me I was stupid, so I learned all that I could.
You told me I was weak, so I learned how not to cry.
The only thing I didn't learn, was how to say goodbye.

In the scheme of things however,
Perhaps the world is fair,
if only for the fact -
It let me leave, not you.

I found the note you wrote, a decade after the fact,
You say I'm the only foreigner you know, and that's true, I suppose,
You say you'll miss me, well, only time truly knows,
You say I was the kindest one you ever knew -
I suppose, if nothing else, you taught me how to lie, there, that's true.