I'm willing to let this child in me die
I will if I could only know that I won't ask why
Now it's almost good as being dead
Life isn't worth the pain he had
Living in a black world painted red
He though that it made him happy until he saw it was his blood
To harm people intended he did not
Watching himself die dripping tears
Waiting it to come true,the biggest thing he fears
He thinks salvation will come when he leaves
He thinks that he needs
To be punished because of his deeds
Maybe he forgot the good he brought
Maybe he let down people who mean to him a lot
