A Place to Go

How can you say that you care
when all you do is cry
while we watch your dreams
all your aspirations die.
All it takes is for you to try,
yet it is so much easier just to lie.
Well, here it is.
My final goodbye.

We may not be able to run.
Maybe not jog, or even walk,
but you can always crawl.
The illusion of hope.
It's what you need now.

So move along
with your head held high.
There is nothing to see,
so just walk right by.
And maybe one day
you will see
and find yourself
right where you need to be.

When you reach this place
cling to your loves
and sift through your mind
and you will see
that this will be my song
to a friend
who always needed everyone
until now