I'M Already Gone Poem by wild fire

don't look at me like that
as I pack my bags
I'm already gone

You can stop the person
the being but the soul
is already gone

Throwing my clothes in the bag,
you can touch me all you want
but i'm already gone

and on this bridge
I dropp my bags
i'm already gone

where i'm going
clothes wont matter
correction: i'm already gone

as I jump off
I want you to know
I'm already gone

and if one day you start to care
dont bother to tell me because
i'm already gone