gone for good

Too much given
too much asked
I would prefer to continue
but I know it wouldn't last
pieces and bits all over mt past
came together and made me who i was...
who I am..
at last...
I moved on
or so I say
don't worry father
I'm ready to go away
I'll be out of your hair
and on my own
see you when I see you
please let me go...
Bye pops... I'm going and gone...