The value I hold for myself
I place in what others see
The pain I have caused
I soon forget any of the happiness
And am left with the idea
That I am worth nothing
But pain and blackness
For I forgot about good deeds
And remember shattered smiles
Faltering in the whispers of the night
Pain sticks with us a lot longer
Than anything else, does it not
They say better to have loved and lost
Than to have never loved at all
Think about that a moment
The memory of love grows faint
Masked in the outline of all the pain
The tears I have caused drag me down
Into their ocean I wallow and drown
As I deserve