Goodbye
Empty bottles on the floor
I pack up as fast as I can
I want to get out before you get home.
You were way too out of control
I want to just leave but so many memories
Are in these walls.
The time you came home
And hit me and the walls.
The time you came home
And yelled for hours.
The time you came home
And ripped me out of bed.
So many memories of my life.
And so much to get away from.
So much of my life of nothing
So much to leave behind.
I'll try to forgive you
But remember,
Its not only the walls
That hold our secrets
I do too
And I'm going to talk.
Goodbye.
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