Well, this is goodbye.

It’s been hard, but there were some good times.

Thanks to those who stood by me. Thanks to those who really cared. Thanks to the ones who told me it was alright, “we’re almost there.”

Thanks to those who held my hand, until we got through. You’re the ones I’ll remember when I’m gone and not with you.

Thanks to all the people, who made me fall and cry. Thanks for helping me learn, that really, there’s no one by my side.

Thanks for dissing, making fun-of, jeering, and the like. It has all made me stronger, but it doesn’t matter, right?

If you don’t count on anybody, they can’t let you down, and they can’t knock you down.

I’m picking up the gun now, but remember all I’ve said. Because once I’m dead and gone, and lying in my bed…

I won’t be there to tell you again.