I used to be able to see my future
just as it was supposed to be

Get good grades,
work hard through hard classes
you come in and out of my life,
because i knew i loved you
but that it would never work out
graduate with high honors
and then take off from there.

I didn't count on it hurting so bad
when you left.
I didn't count on the fact
that i would become so confused
with every little thing going on in my life,
that grades would drop,
and so would my level of caring about anything.

Friends, family, grades, music, reading, the many smiles.
Everything that has been the focus of my life
everything i lived for.

But now there's nothing to live for...
what's the point?
my parents wouldn't have to pay for college
my friends all move away anyways,
at least, not the real ones...
grades? people get by without them
there will always be someone better in music
it's not like i'm going to make a career of it,
so why practice?

What will reading do other then learning?
it doesn't matter...
someone will always have read more.

This isn't a goodbye...
i don't know what it is...
but i know theres no purpose anymore
and this was the only way to say that.