I’ve outgrown you, isn’t that a twist?
No hate, no grudge, no fiery fist
Just a wish that you’ll wander far from sight,
Perhaps take a left, or maybe just…right.

I’m not bitter, not angry, let’s be clear;
I simply prefer you well away from here.
It’s not that I want you to crumble or crack,
But let’s agree: there’s no coming back.

You see, I’ve shed the weight you became,
And frankly, I’m better for losing the strain.
It’s not that I loathe you; it’s more that I’m free
You take your path, and I’ll stick to me.

So here’s to you, on your noble quest,
May life serve you exactly as you’d request
The highs, the lows, the bit in between,
The dreams you chased, and those left unseen.

In all sincerity, I wish you the best,
May your luck rise up to every test.
And while you’re at it, kindly fuck off,
In the most general direction: “Off.”