It's time...

It's too late.
The time has quickly passed me by.
I can't go back.
I can't change the past.
The time has finally come.
I must grow up.
I must let go.
I must move on.
I can't hold on to it forever.
I'm not needed anymore.
It's time I do my own thing.
And let you do yours.
And to stay out of your way.
It's hard, but I know it will be for the best.
It's weird to be around.
I feel like I'm always getting in the way.
I don't belong there.
I belong here.
And here's where I must stay.
So, so long.
See you around.