Looking back on those last two years, I ask my self: "Was it even worth it?" I know I tried way to hard to just to make this perfect. And I should of let it go when I had the chance, and it's sad to see you making friends with everyone you hated. I know, I know that things aren't the same as last year. I hope, I hope you're dying without me there. And I've finally come to terms and learned to let you go. And I should of let it go when I had the chance, and it's sad to see you making friends with everyone you hated. And I had to learn it the hard way that you were just a mistake, so I'm leaving, I'm leaving you behind. And I should of let it go when I had the chance. You tried to break this boy but all I did was bend, and I learned I'm better off without you in the end.