"I gotta say what’s on my mind.
Something about us, doesn’t seem right... these days.
Life keeps getting in the way.
It’s so hard to say,
but I gotta do what’s best for me.
You’ll be okay...
I get my hopes up and I watch them fall every time.
Another color turns to grey.
I’ve got to move on, and be who I am.
I just don’t belong here,
I hope you understand.
We might find our place in this world someday,
but at least for now,
I gotta go my own way."
"Something about us, doesn’t seem right... these days." And I know if things are wrong. I guess experience gave me the ability to see clearer which is wrong and which is right, and as much as possible I wanna stick to the right things. I can't keep it that way because I value myself; and these times, there's nothing else I would want to value more than myself. I value myself for the people who value me, I'm not being selfish as you think. It's just that I know I'll be gone, in anyway I will go away, and I just don't want to complicate things. You'll be okay, anyway. You're far better than okay actually. This is not farewell, I just got to go on my own way.