Winter turns to spring,
Yet the birds do not sing,
Their all waiting for me,
To forgive you,
When the sun doesn't shine,
And I wish for a sign,
I'm still waiting for me,
To forgive you,
Tears turn to a smile,
But no smile comes to my face for a while,
I still stand alone waiting for the day,
I'll forgive you,
I know what you did came from hell,
But I forgave you once and I fell,
Why does that not work this time,
How did I know what you did would hurt me like a crime,
The pain you caused I hope has filled you with remorse,
My bleeding wrists your knife the source,
I hope your so sorry,
Hell has risen and brought you to life,
You shouldn't have ever hurt me with that invisable knife,
However your sorry, my blood still flows,
And inside my mind it only shows,
That your sorry for what you did,
But who the hell am I trying to kid?
It doesn't make it better,
And on the outside people think I don't care,
It doesn't matter,
They don't have a clue!
