Out with the old and in with the new;
If you couldn’t tell, I’m done with you.
Our memories are a romanticized past,
Our precious moments never did last.
You were never really a genuine friend,
If you were, we wouldn’t have seen an end.
I’m ready for a new future, a new chapter,
I’m ready for a new name, and a new stature.
I’m ready to step up to plate and hit the ball.
Because I want everything, or nothing at all.
It’s not like you were that terribly bad,
It’s just that you left me for dead.
And it’s not like I was ever really mad,
Just permanently scared in my head.
It’s okay though,
You’re nothing more then a evanescence of my past.
And just like our friendship, the pain I feel will never last.