• Anger at oneself
    the guilt pouring down
    you needed me
    I'm no where to be found
    shame burns hot
    tears rain down
    I make a vow
    She will be found
    my guilt may pout
    but she will stand trial
    she will be punished
    to hurt you is an offense
    I will not leave again
    we stand as one
    I'm sorry doesn't cut it
    so I'll show you
    I'll fix it
    the wrong will be made right
    the guilty will be found
    for I love you
    no one hurts you when I'm not around