Words can hurt and words can maim,

Through them all I've felt the same.

Sometimes happy, sometimes sad,

With all the times that we once had.

Release me now, from my guilt,

I thought not of the blood my words have spilt.

Please let me stand again tall,

Let me live on, through this all.

Our time may be over, and I am afraid.

If I could take back the choices I've made.

Again I would start, and begin things anew,

I can't go on living, being hated by you.