Vicious lies, like knives, They cut.
Stabbed in the back, the eyes and gut.

I'm not ashamed,
No, not at all.

Not when I fell,
Nor begged, nor crawled.

Not when I died,
My sacrifice.

But when we lost our paradise.

No, I am not,
I say to you.

I'm not ashamed,
To stand by you.

But if I were,
Would it be okay?

Would you see it in me if I stayed?

I'm not ashamed,
No, not at all.

How dare you show your face at all.

I'm not ashamed of all my pain.

The pain is real,
I feel again.

I'm not ashamed,
No not at all.

You did me wrong,
And aren't appalled.

You string your life,
With bows and ribbons.

While I lay here,
In my submissions.

But I'm not ashamed.
No, not at all.

I'm never there,
To take a call.

I'm not ashamed,
A lesson learned.

This apathy I feel I earned.

I am not ashamed,
But  I am slowly numbing.

Too much substance in my body
got me feeling funny

If memories do fade away,
Then why have mine all come to stay?

To have loved and lost
Is better than to have never loved at all.
To have loved and lost is better to those who have survived its fall