Blue

Today I made a decision, I given up, I given up of you. Tomorrow will be a sad time, but I can't depend on anyone, not again. Now my life is a little blue, and I have to learn to walk alone again, couldn't be otherwise, could it? And all I see are these sad things, sad places. Hope, not anymore, I expected it would be different, but it's just the same old thing. Just hope that life be kind to you, more than you being with me. After all, at least in the future I can look back with pride, knowing that it was not me who took the first step for our personal abyss.