Goodbye buster

I don’t want to let you go

But I have to

Now I am truly alone

I don’t know

Isolation

Is making me

Feel worse

But I can’t go outside

And show the world my sad and bashful face

Everything lately just makes me

Not care

About

Anything

anymore

Don’t worry about me anyways

So

Maybe not this time around

But I’ll get it right

In my next life

Hopefully

But this one has really got me down

I don’t know if I want to turn around

And start a new day

It gets old

And I’m just getting older

While the world around me seems so much colder

(Than it did before )

And so far away

I have nothing more to say

Except I’m sorry


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