maybe it's time for goodbye

Growing up is hard, No one teaches pain of thoughts, Unsaid thoughts, silent. Worse than a sharp knife, Said thoughts cut deep, unyielding, Million blades of hurt, quite as you give your speech on me Beautiful friendships,bright plans Now rusted mistakes, turned sour, Memories haunting like a horror flim I Can't stay, I'm questioning my mind, My Sanity I think I've lost, doubts echo, Night's coldness seeps in Vibrant flower,I once was Once full of light and pure joy, Now wilting, dying,I'm tired of trying No longer crying, Slowly fading, drifting away, Goodbye, final bloom.