So sick and unwell
yet cannot let you see
so instead of seeing the pity
I told you to go free.
Would rather be alone
to deal with the pain
than to see the helplessness
knowing you have nothing to gain.
We both know it will only get worse
as the days fade away.
No more days of fun
no more days to play.
You don't want to hear
any of the latest ills,
nor do you care
about the increase in pills.
You're glad to be gone
free from all the sickness and woe.
It is written on your face
being rid of the stress shows.
Someday you'll think back
a long time ago
how we used to laugh
without a care to show.