Momma, I'm sorry.
I am sad, I don't know what to do.
My emotions I am not able to differentiate.
'Is this sadness or anger?'
'I am wrong', I repeat like a mantra.
'I am sorry, momma', keeps buzzing.
I really know,
I am the beast.
I hurt her,
And can't turn back anymore.
I wish I wasn't born.
For I am...
My emotions I am not able to differentiate.
'Is this sadness or anger?'
'I am wrong', I repeat like a mantra.
'I am sorry, momma', keeps buzzing.
I really know,
I am the beast.
I hurt her,
And can't turn back anymore.
I wish I wasn't born.
For I am...