Everything I've known is moving on,
They're packing their bags or are already gone,
I hope there is no god because if there is he is a *******,
How could you just sit,
And watch everything around me fall,
I remember when you used to mark how tall,
I would grow each year,
But this last year,
I watched you sink,
Inside yourself,
Too proud to peek,
The only time you could stand to accept what you were given,
Is when you were dead,
Or too sedated, a hospital bed,
I know you'd hate me for speaking this way,
But the only thing I've learned from this,
Is what's the point,
I'd rather ****,
Away my life,
Because you'll be forgotten,
And those marks you made along your wall will be erased.