In life who carries our guilt or shame
Never us, when others are present to blame
Call truth a lie, its still true under a different name
I refuse to piss on people and then call it rain
I hold my part of failure and pay my part of the cost
I'm ashamed for losing my path and loving til I was lost
But her part is something I will not continue to ignore
So here's the list of things I will always blame her for:
The glimpse of innocence she still sparkles
True love that shined me away from darkness
Her compassion that kept me from turning heartless
The patience I gained from wondering in her absence
Her eyes of an angel that showed me a glimpse of heaven
The confidence she caused me that gave me ambition
Her future success that gave me something to believe in
Her mind crowded so rumors left no room for me, only crucifixion
But still I rise with faith in my angel, because shes my true religion
