365 days, and a few months
I am now sitting in rented room,a hundred miles apart
I never thought I'm actually writing on a pad
This isn't me, but hey its been a while.

No feelings, no dramas
This is what you want,for me to be goner
Damn, they do believe I don't care
Always the strong gal, of getting the hell outta here.

365 days, and a few months
If they only knew, what I have done
Sailing a ship to save the pride
I manage to escapethe distance, not the broken heart


I didn't talk, I didn't complain
I hid the feelings, drown out the pain
Its not like I had a choice
But I did that to free us both.

I am your anchor, but I think you weren't my ship
I let you hold to me, but it's you who let me slip
Now you're free from my grasp, but I...