C-Ya!

Do you think for one moment, I would stay to tolerate your mess? Did you think my patience would last forever? And I would let you test me without protest. Did you think my understanding, Was boundless for you to disrespect? Do you really believe I was foolish enough, To let you walk over me, With an emphasis placed on every step? You have chosen this way to relate. I have chosen to exercise my own fate. To listen and learn and know when to escape. And you I have chosen to witness... This exit from you that I make. Now! You have used up all my 'see-you-laters'... For an exit I have chosen to do right now! C-ya! For you there are no 'laters' left! They are gone. Just as if you did not exist.