Its so easy to forget everything I sarcificed for you,
and to remember what they told you was true.
I die a little every single day,
and you'll never be able to repay.
Drops of blood fell down your hands and feet,
because you fell in a hole of darkness that was much too deep.
What can you see in me?
Is there happiness or tragedy?
There's something stopping you from exposing the truth to your heart.
The truth that was never meant to be spoken.
And after it was shown, my soul became taken.
You became weak and I'm the only one who noticed,
for I may now be devoted.
We seem to be drifting apart,
but I will still protect and guard.
They tell me you're just one person,
but the less I care,
the more the problems worsen.
I will never forget the past.
The past is what made me the creature I am today.
Just a troubled child thats isolated from the world and is insane.
Are you going to stay back or stand by my side?
Will you fight back with me or should I just hide?
One day, together, we will revive.
Instead of going back and taking the risk to revise.
We will become what they have been their whole life,
ruthless.
We will take back what is rightly ours,
even the blood that has made us lifeless.
They will be perished,
by every faithful and beautiful thought they vanished.
I will suffer for you because I care.
Because I don't see the wrong in you,
only the right.
That is why its my honour to die for you,
and hope to see the bright light.
