I can afford to leave!
I can afford to let go, Even if it means letting love go and inviting pain, For I have been burnt when I was bright, or I thought. Its the pain that was stronger then, now it doesn't matter, For I lived in influence that made me strong, Its a habit to breathe gimmick, Its a soul song to smell foul, Some things are to be seen and remembered, To be reminisced for their beauty, Somewhere lost in gaining strength and travelling afar. Being akin to show-off the strength and so being used to it, Love makes me weaker, so much that I do not need it anymore. I can afford to leave and let go, For I had no choice to decide once upon a time, long ago...