Leanne

I've been,
I've been watching you,
I swear I saw a smile come through,
There was something,
In the things that we used to do.

My feet are hanging,
Six feet off the ground,
Try to pull me down.
My feet are hanging,
Six feet off the ground,
Try to pull me down.

Your abscence,
Is a sore reminder,
Bleeding or leaving,
So much kinder,
Either bleeding or leaving can be so much kinder.