say goodbye;

we'll say goodbye to what we once knew
as everything begins to change
the friends we were once close with
now becoming strangers
as they drift further away from us.

like the sea that changes with the tide
our own lives are nonlinear
open to many branches of possibilities.

which one will we choose?

we walk along the fine middle line
teetering on a tightrope demonstration
trying to keep ourselves up
saving ourselves from plummeting to the ground.
and if we do fall from our pedestal
maybe we will fall into grace's arms
where we can pick up the pieces
say goodbye to the past
and start over again.