You think im cold hearted, you think im dead.
You think i dont cry enough, you think im too angry.
You think im over-protective, you think im spiteful.
You see revenge in my eyes.
I came to tell you youre right, about it all.
Ive isolated myself from everything and everyone.
Ive blamed everyone for what happened, and i dont expect you to understand.
Youll never go through it.
Youll never watch your baby brother cry out your name and reach his arms out to you.
Youll never understand the guilt I feel.
I was supposed to protect him, take care of him.
Like i did his whole life, i shielded him from the bad, from the ugly.
In the end the demons got him, whispering in his ear.
I hear them too, but never will i sin that bad.
Now you say im cold, you think im dead inside.
I am.
Im over-protective because I care.
I dont cry because i need to be strong.
Im angry because of him.
Im moving on because you dont love me for me. Youre constantly trying to change me, and i refuse to change.
I like me, and you arent the one to see that, to accept me.
Im empty, but not for long. My love is close, shes my world, my warmth, my life.
Ill find her, and youll never be any wiser than when i left.
You told me you hated me.
Well, i forgive you.
