
Breaking FreeA letter left unopened,More Like This
The contents left unknown,
The house was left abandoned,
The yard is overgrown.
A life that once was joyful,
Now sorrow overwhelms,
I leave this town in which I grew
For prosperous new realms.
A face that's stained with sadness,
A trail from all the tears,
I wish you could have planned ahead
And thought of all your peers.
The storm has come and passed, now,
My leaving has been mourned.
I wish you would have listened
To me all the times I warned.
But now you're left here, homeless,
With no money to your name.
I wish you would have listened,
Now you have yourself to blame.