Departure-Constraints

Departure - Constraints He can’t sit and wait for his life to take shape. Shipped off for six days to come home to the end of an era. He’s packing up his bags while she’s crying on the phone. But he can’t help but feel like he’s the one to blame. Stuck in the crossfire of lies, And the selfishness his father portrays. As he sits on his bed, staring out the window. All he feels, all he hears, is the sound of the wind, And the emptiness the air, Carries through his empty home. As the hallways blacken, the roofs collapsing He screams for help “You wouldn’t change a thing, You couldn’t change at all. “My hero you’re leaving me!” “You wouldn’t change a thing, You couldn’t change at all. “My hero you’re leaving me!” “You wouldn’t change a thing, You couldn’t change...” As he lays on his bed staring at the ceiling, And his consciousness has him in a choke hold. He kept fighting, Over and over and over and over again! And as he looked into his fathers eyes, With tears streaming down his face, He thought, “I’ll never be like you, I don’t want to end up this way.” But at the time the man was his hero. He failed him he broke him down. Now he’s all alone, sitting in a quiet room. “My hero you’re leaving me!” “You wouldn’t change a thing, You couldn’t change at all.” “It was so perfect, now you’ve ruined it!”