The Confession
I confess to all of the drama that I'm gonna bring.
Confess To every bit of lingering.
Confess to the hurt hearts I'm gonna sting .
The red hearts,
i'll leave blackening.
I confess to every alarm I'm gonna ring . They'll be off nights and doubts on spin.
I Confess to the nothings I'll leave
And the death I will ring.
But To whom it may concern,
I may be sleep on my bed eating cakes and things.
When no ones left, not one
I confess to all,
I'll leave.
Maybe God above,
only your heart can win.
Confess to my fears,
To any chills I'll feel within.
I Confess to every note l'll play,
when I feel nothing.
Confess to this soul,
I've wanted to leave when I was lost.
I Confess to all.
But Most of all... I confess to my future Sin