Why?

Why should I speak my heart? When all I do is love and hate With all the Love yet all the pain The pain becomes the shinning knife The shinning knife that cuts so deep Oh the pain it hurts me so Woe is me Woe is me What to do when all is done The pain so deep The sin so great The Hate becomes the living grace What now becomes of my heart? So sore So broken What to do about the pain To live To die What What about those who care Right what about those who care Are there any who care? No I didn't think so What now Once more this pain I feel has made me lost Lost in the past Lost in the Hate Nothing more to say But good bye FOREVER MORE