I waded and stumbled I rose and i fell
If bruises could tell tales,
What a story they'd tell
I climbed mountains, and while i almost reached the top..
Something more daunting, made me turn round and stop..
I came so close,and yet I was always so far,
Never quite reaching that point,
Where you are,
And though I tried so hard to find my way to you..
There was always that block in the road
I felt I couldn't break through..

Something so easy, should never be so hard..
With a sullen poker face,
I place my last card..
On the table..and I fold..

Sometimes, you have to walk away, as much as it may hurt you so..
You just know.. that sometimes...... there's no other way...
Then to let go...
Sometimes you play your hand, and do all you can,
but in the end the chips will fall, where they land,
And though you feel it's a winning hand..
Sometimes, it's just better to walk away...
While you still can.
Something so easy..
Should never be this hard..
So you walk away..
Play your final card.