Sweeping It Under the Rug
i left today for the last time
it was almost surreal
i almost think its sad
that none of them know
how much they mean to me
and that its finally okay
that i know i dont mean as much to them
even though they were the only thing
that held me together
for so, so long
but i would never say
and maybe they will never know
that i could never have made it
but i swept this all away
and i put on my happy smile
while i drove away
and i cried until i was home
and for so much longer
and even though i will never forget them
its okay that i might be forgotten
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