Baggage

I’m falling for this place that said I was worth something,
It made me feel special like I wasn’t someone’s baggage,
I felt for just one second that someone could love me more,
Than just for what I appear,
For more than a worthless spawn,
Of Satan,
I can,
Tell you many times,
About how someone told me I was nothing but a lie. 
You can,
Hate me,
 But I’ll always be,
Someone who tries everything to be what you need. 

I am not the enemy,
The one you are scared of,
I try my best to protect you,
But you think it’s just a mock. 
I try to show you that I think you are the best of me,
But honestly, maybe, you don’t deserve my sanity. 

Crazy, crazy, show me all your insane,
You tell me that you’re fine but I see more than your outside,
Crazy, crazy, shake off all the dust,
Show me that you care for me or give me reason to trust. 

If I am satan, what does that make you?
I don’t hate you, but I can’t say the same for you. 
Please just tell me how I can make amends,
I don’t know what to do to fill this pit of my sins. 

Please forgive me. 
And I won’t die tonight. 
Please forgive me. 
And maybe I’ll survive. 

I know that at the end none of this is your fault,
But maybe if you’d forgiven me,
I could have moved on from this hell. 

And tonight. 
Is the night. 
It’s the time. 
I decide. 
So tonight. 
I will not hide. 
It’s the night. 
I die. 

Heavy metal