Goodbye buster

I don’t want to let you go

But I have to

Now I am truly alone

I don’t know


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




Don’t worry about me anyways


Maybe not this time around

But I’ll get it right

In my next life


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

Author: b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

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