It Wasn't You.

You just don't understand.
Do you?
You just don't get it.
You are not the cause of my pain.
I know that you don't know.

It is not you that did this to me.

I wish that you would just understand.
That it wasn't you who pushed me down.
Pushed me down into the darkness.
That it was you who saved me.

You saved me in many ways.

That it wasn't you who tried to drown me.
Drown me in the Sea of My Tears.
That you were the one who got me out.
The one who was there for me.

I just wish that you would understand.

That it wasn't you who made me do this.
That made me start cutting myself.
You are the only one there.
Who held me as I cried.

You were always there.

That it wasn't you who did this.
It was the man who hurt me that did this.
That made me who I am.
Not the happy one.
Not the creative one.
Not the fun one.
But the sad and depressed one.

It was never you and never will be.

You just don't understand though.
Understand that I am not mad at you.
Nor do I hate you.
I never have and never will.
Why would I?
You were the only one there.
As everyone fled the sight.
You were there holding me.
Telling me that it would be O.K.
As the blood dripped from my shirt.

And just to think that you were there.

No one else.
Just you.
And me.
Both crying.
Both sad and lonely.
In this horrible world,
it was never your fault that this happened.

But you just don't understand.