Run away from me! 

You have the heart of a murderer,

if you had to choose you'll

pick him over your own mother.

I've been living my life without you 

for the past 21 summers,

so if you think leaving you would only make me

down and somber, 

you got me confused like what calculus does to numbers.

I've decided to leave and wiped my feet on the carpet,

and you should find yourself

becasue lately you've been acting like a puppet. 

Walking around with a fake smile,

just stop it

You still spend long nights shedding tears

that fill a bucket.

Claiming you're looking for happiness

it was right beside you like pockets

you weren't ready to smile

so you eventually lost it.