I just wish you would hold me
the way you did before.
I know the blame is on me
I don’t know anymore.
I’ve given all my pieces
to you and the whole world.
I have but one more reason,
to try and save the girl.
I gave my knives.
I gave my pain.
I gave my life.
Threw it away.
I gave my scars,
and no one cared.
I gave my heart
when I was scared.
But it doesn’t really matter
what I did.
It doesn’t really
what I’ve done.
It doesn’t really matter
how I’ve lived.
It only really matters
what I’ve done.
What have I done?
I just wish you’d forgive me.
Or at least hear my true words.
Can you hear when I’m on my knee?
Or am I too far down to hurt?
I regret the way I acted.
I regret the way I burned.
I regret the things I told you.
I regret the things I learned.
I gave my knives.
I gave my pain.
I gave my life.
Threw it away.
I gave my scars,
and no one cared.
I gave my heart
when I was scared.
But it doesn’t really matter
what I did.
It doesn’t really
what I’ve done.
It doesn’t really matter
how I’ve lived.
It only really matters
what I’ve done.
What have I done?
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