thow is thee
as though you still fear me
to bring it to a tee
I still feel that its only fair you see
that I am not as I used to be
my skin is marred
my face shows im scared
and my heart will not trust
I am scared to say that you wont give-way
as much as you hate
I am not going to pay
you have been there and done that
but I have yet to see the facts
for what I have really seen is that your smile, is it a product of broken dreams
is it wrong for me to see that you are I need
for in my head you are still my little one
but we are all grown up
for time is going on and on
as each minute passes to form hours
I sit here trying to give you a message
one of which is encrypted
its stained blood-red from the many tears ive shed
for this is the last note I will leave
before I am relived
