why a goodbye?

its right. i am running away. im sick and have been for sometime. sick of this town life. sick of my path sick if this predictable future had enough of this destiny. the easy option is obvious the second option is relatively inevitable. i couldn't care less. about you, about me about anyone. why why why??? lets paint a picture of what is this life. lets draw with crayons possible dimensions of a dream. will count sheep till we never wake up and laugh till nothing seeps out again. Goodbye goodbye goodbye....