The past is going through my mind. It hurts, yes it hurts because a face never leaves and hearts never die. I was just a broken promise, said that I would be a part of your friendship. And I just walked my way.
Was too weak to stand up for myself, too weak to help, so scared to be a part of your crime, and too weak to say no.
You’re still so near my heart even if it was ten years since I met you. I remember that my eyes were screaming for help. I’m so sorry, so sorry, but I was too weak. But I know that angels watch your steps. And I know that they hear my cry. Sometimes I just want to go back in time and change the wrong things that happened. But now I face the truth.
Was too weak to stand up for myself, too weak to help. So scared to be a part of your crime.