My Fault
It is my fault they killed them
i was to weak to stop them
dropping bombs on civilians
i cry with their loss
it is my fault
death and loss
greed, my country
we did it
my heart hurts
it is my fault
i couldnt stop the evil
i wasnt the super hero
murder,
i tried, to fight for peace
to say, no war,
but our voice was
rolled over by the greed
i have no voice,
i failed. it hurts..
i am so afraid and so weak
held back by my own fears
or destiny, which is it?
I couldnt stop it, i was too weak
body parts, greed, hate,
i cant force compassion,
i am pathetic, a loser
not an artist, not worthy
i let it happen
from my own fears
i am so hurt, so confused,
where is my teacher,
is this my fault?
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