Sometimes I feel like crying
because I had to let you go,
but you can’t see your problems lying
on my shoulders, not on yours.
You might think I don’t see
that your life is difficult,
but you seem to ignore me
when I say mine is too.
And I still care about you,
I want you to be happy,
but I can’t take care of you,
I have to take care of myself.
Maybe it’s ridiculous,
but sometimes I still miss you
and then you make me furious
‘cause you never leave me alone.