In a few more hours it'll be time,
until a far away December,
for the last festive clip
of Tim and Dawn,
and then pack away the tree,
but not forlorn;
Yuletide you were wonderful,
songs, laughs
and good tidings to all,
spinning times of splendid,
the comfort of having a ball.
So despite being over,
no hint of a feeling of blue,
because Christmas 2018
you were only you.

So here it comes
The unseen end
The unwanted bend
And I think the dried roses
Was keeping us held
Together in love
Unseen but bold
But here it comes
The unseen end
The unwanted bend
No more roses to dry
No more tears to cry
A silent goodbye
The unseen end
The unwanted bend

I have had many people tell me,
"Goodbye."
I have had many people tell me,
"We will be friends forever! BFF's!"
BFFs are not real.
You are lying when you call someone your BFF because,
You don't know if they will stay with you.
I have known many people,
and had many friends.
But,
one tried to drown me in the second grade,
we haven't seen each other since.
One stole from me, attacked me, bullied me, and hated me,
I thought this was normal since I didn't have any other friends beside the girl before her and it took me a year to trust her, I made a wrong choice.
I still have trust issues.
Another person ruined a friendship between me and a boy,
she is now that boy's girlfriend and he left me.
I only have My Lady and my group of misfits.
I have said to many "Goodbyes."
I don't care anymore.
My heart.
Is done.
I don't trust anyone because of these people and more people.
I don't want to tell anyone "Goodbye."
I know how much it hurts.
I only have told someone "Goodbye." once.
Only once.
I am only not saying "Goodbye." To those, I love because they need me.

I've been trying to lie I've been telling myself that the pain that I felt at your hand wasn't real
I know that I'm broken the drugs are a joke, just a bandaid on top of a wound that won't heal
I'm cussing at cars as they're passing me by and they're flying, I'm dying, reminds me of you
Nothing of beauty that moves at that speed can be caught, it's for naught, it is just passing through.
But let me reflect, course-correct, recollect who I was before you took the parts that you swiped
Do I wanna be the same me that you see when you see me and think that I'm pro'lly your type?
Whatever it is and whatever it ain't, it's a taint on my memory of what it was
And I am resigned and inclined to define what is left, and what's left is some words and this buzz.

So you wanna serve your country, huh?

Well to me, it seems like nobody’s fighting on the front.

Their all waiting for their grand opportunity.

Click. Click. Boom!

He went out with honors, y’all!

So you better believe it was all worth fighting for.

Now you’re telling me, you’re going into the Marines.

The few, the proud.

But doesn’t that mean I’m going to lose you, too?

Of course you’ll be working to make our country safer, but I’ll working behind the counter of a fast food restaurant.

You’ll be making life changing movements, but me, I’ll still be behind the books in the university.

So tell me, is it all the risk?

To lose you, and still come home a hero?

Because if you die, you’ll never play the basketball game you promised my kid brother.

You’ll never swish him in a pair of purple crocs.

You’ll never get to see me graduate.

But I will be serving my country, just not quite like you.

I’ll be saving lives, just not like you.

It’s pretty selfish of me, I admit.

But I don’t want to lose you, because I already lost myself.

You’re my first hello and my last goodbye.

Goodbye soldier, fight well for us all.