Going away

It was one summer's day
When I went away 
I didn't go to play 
And I didn't get much of a say. 

The time went slowly by
And I didn't learn to fly
Often I had a long cry
But no one was there to wipe them dry. 

Most days there seemed quite long 
I had to learn to get along. 
There weren't any bells but we knew the score 
Even though the routine would become a bore. 

It was great how friendships were sometimes made
It's nice to feel less afraid 
I'm not going to say I wasn't scared 
In my life I always felt compared. 

I had nothing with me there 
All alone I felt so bare
The mirror greets you with a long cold stare
Anything else is very rare. 

Sometimes they say it's time to talk
Hardly ever is it time to walk
There are books and there are games 
But we all know they're not the same. 

I went there to try to be free 
As I can't stand the person I see
But freedom didn't come for me that quick 
The time went like tick, tick, tick
In the end I said goodbye 
But I really don't know why
Because when I see me, I still feel ever so sick.