"Good-Bye"

They call it a "goodbye"

But what's so good bout it.

Is it so good that I have leave my loved ones behind.

Or is it that I had give up on my dreams.

Leaving a place worth memories of seventeen years wasn't any good.

Now the bright side isn't so bright.

And those pretty clouds don't seem to amuse me anymore.

And not even the sun can make feel warm.

With tearing insides, I stare at the sky above and...."Good-Bye"