I know your weak it’s clear to see,
you’d rather bury your head.
But I’d respect you so much more,
if you spoke to me instead.
I believe in those that are honest,
not in those who make up lies.
I really need to let go of this now,
cut at those well worn ties.
I wish you well as you go on your way,
as you’re no good for me now.
But I send love and hope behind you,
well I’m trying hard anyhow.