My fault.

I told the truth,
told it was a lie,
i want to hide,
i want to die.

I broke a promise,
never to tell,
and now i know why,
i'm going through hell.

It's all my fault,
and i don't deserve this air,
so i'm going to die,
the fighting i can't bare.

I spoke out loud,
like they say you should,
but it didn't help,
instead my world was shook