I need to say goodbye.

my heart feels like collapsing every day.

try telling myself that it will be alright,
but it just feels worse.

i want to leave.
and i'm going to find a way.

a little jazz by the moonlight

maybe things haven't been turning out so great.
maybe everyday seems like a struggle to survive.

A brief respite,then war.

maybe everyone doesn't see,
and maybe, no one understands.

But still, I will fight for the brief respites.
fight, for the end that will arrive.
fight.
for someday,
someone will get it.

someone will understand.