Why must you decive the truth?
Why must you run from it?You say you're not scared.You say you're sorry.But....you're just like a scared little kid curled up in the corner ewith the lights out.You think,I'll forgive you like in the past.But...I won't.I am finished.Im done.You may think Im standing here,waiting for you.But,before you can even see it.Im gone....