Head in my hands,
ashamed of the things I say.
Distressing words leave my bitter tongue,
While my mind already has regrets.
|Lost in a forest of mistakes,
|Surounded by regrets, the things I say.
Things I say remain written,
with blood inside my mind.
Dissatisfied with myself,
rotting away inside.
|Lost in a forest of mistakes,
|Surounded by regrets, the things I say.
Neverending void inside my mind.
I am without profundity,
My body only, Takes place.
Why should I be worthy to live?
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Words come turning around,
and pierce my heart,My heart turned to stone.
My soul, transparent like glass.
Forgive me so I can forgive myself...