So this is called The Note

The morning sunlight reflects off the snow as it acts as an alarm and you see just as you woke on the table, there's a note, it says I've gone, but not how far

Unraveling the long list of words, you sit and wonder why I left

I couldn't handle going any crazier, so on the note it read, I'm sitting in the corner for a reason, a quiet life with quiet seasons, I find watching them pass by, snow's more than enough to keep me inside, I'm good alone with my words, a wall to keep me from hurt but I know you got your ear to the door, if you're aware it's an inner conflict, then

God just take the hint that I can't converse anymore

I don't show up to your parties for a reason, you know no matter what I'll end up leaving

I don't like the things your friends like, I go to bed while they stay up till sunrise

I don't mind staying the same, cause your friends, they all drink, and you know I'm not into that stuff, they don't care for what I have to say, I feel like I should have my hand raised, so for now I'll just keep my mouth shut

I speak to myself for a reason, I guess I'm searching for a different completion, I have

way more paths to pave, and I just can't have you in the way, we both have different angles

It's not personal, and you know things have been rough, I'll always love you as a person

but I can't love your actions, I think I've tolerated enough

I speak sincerely with love, best wishes, all my best, the conflicts hard to read, girl

you know I'm a wreck, so now you get why I left, oh you know I'm a wreck