Darkness I sit alone.
Hopeless, nothing I could do.
Hate, all inside of me.
Pain, while I wasnt home.
The scars you gained while I was gone.
Is this because of me?
Is this because of me?
Would it have helped if I had stayed?
I sit with sorrow in my soul.
An anger, against my self.
While I was gone I sat and prayed.
With a pain in side me like a hole.
Unknowing that you hurt yourself.
Is this because of me?
Is this because of me?