It's time to let go.
And say good bye to
each other.
Yes Joseph, f-o-r-e-v-e-r
You will not run your fingers
t h r o u g h
my HOLLYWOOD burnt hair.
I am tired of acting;
Pretending that I'm not hurt;
B r o k e n.
I'm tired of acting
H A P P Y
all the freaking time.
Do you think I gave a
d a m n
about those four Grammies?
I
d i d n 't.
I am still
c h a i n e d
to you.
Let me go. I want to
f l y
Away.
Give me the strength; I want to sail
h i g h.
Higher then you ever will Joseph.
I know you try;
t r y
harder than anyone knows to fly.
You want to fly up
h i g h
too.
But you will not.
First you must
l e t G O
A bit iffy – Tell me what you think.