::Sighs:: (Good mood, but felt like writing sad poem) ^^;;;
Leaving me Here...
Admitting to be scared, and knowing things can lead to other things.
But moreso afraid to be left behind.
Don't leave me here, and forget what we were. Once was, and never will be again.
Don't let this flower die, and never nourishing it like you always have.
Why must things go on this way? To wither away like this is showing a case of self denial.
Even though it may be your fault in the end, I take some part in it.
Why must I stay like this?
Why must I keep these roots, and not follow your footsteps?
'Cause I am here, looking to your back as you leave me.
Only to see your silohette in the distance.
And I am standing here, not knowing where to turn, or goto.
'Cause I cannot move, for these roots keep me where I am at.
All I can do is wither away, like a lifeless flower would when abandoned....
Admitting to be scared, and knowing things can lead to other things.
But moreso afraid to be left behind.
Don't leave me here, and forget what we were. Once was, and never will be again.
Don't let this flower die, and never nourishing it like you always have.
Why must things go on this way? To wither away like this is showing a case of self denial.
Even though it may be your fault in the end, I take some part in it.
Why must I stay like this?
Why must I keep these roots, and not follow your footsteps?
'Cause I am here, looking to your back as you leave me.
Only to see your silohette in the distance.
And I am standing here, not knowing where to turn, or goto.
'Cause I cannot move, for these roots keep me where I am at.
All I can do is wither away, like a lifeless flower would when abandoned....