Bittersweet Goodbyes

I have so much to do with solittletime And there's so manypointlessthoughtscrowdingmy mind I'mreadytoditchthesescreamingdeadlines But I'mloosingmy grip on theconceptof time Cause there's only so manysummerdays Til we all move away But how do I Move away from thehouseI grew up in Pack my bags andpretendlike it's nothing Still have tothankall the kids grew up with Cause they made me who I am Yeathosebittersweetgoodbyesare theworstpart of leaving And I'mbreakingdown as the daysstartto fade As we move into our new phase Anotherchapterbut I can't turn the page Cause I can'ttrulycapture all thememorieswe've made And there's only so manysummerdays Til we all move away But how do I Move away from thehouseI grew up in Pack my bags andpretendlike it's nothing Still have tothankall the kids grew up with Cause they made me who I am Yeathosebittersweetgoodbyesare theworstpart of leaving And it hasn't set in that it's amatterof time Till theplaceI call home is asevenhour drive And how do Itrulysay goodbye To thepeoplewhoraisedme andstoodby my side Andthoselatenighttalks Will be said over the phone And I'm soafraidthat I'll feel so alone Cause thefriendsI hold dear will nolongerbe here When I need them most Because Ichooseto Move away from thehouseI grew up in Pack my bags andpretendlike it's nothing Still have tothankall the kids grew up with Cause they made me who I am Yea they made me who I am They made me who I am Yeathosebittersweetgoodbyesare theworstpart of leaving