New chapter

I used to have you, now I don’t
I found myself, what I want
We can’t stay friends, it’s too late
now is time to separate.

And as a friend, that you’re not
you have a sharp tonge, it cuts
my will and belief I will not give up
after suspicion, comes breakup.

Now, I’m like a drifter and I’m glad
saying goodbye to the life I once had
I’m reaching for eraser and a pen
for a new chapter, for a new man.

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