Is it wrong to still feel guilty
For something you've been forgiven,
For something that's long gone past
And is probably already forgotten?

Is it wrong to still feel the pain
That you felt clutch you that night,
That squeezed until your heart just burst
And you bled upon the floor?

Is it wrong to still feel the tears
That tumbled down your face,
Wetting the blanket you covered yourself with
To escape the world's death sentence?

Is it wrong to still feel the doubt
That what you did then was right,
That you could have done something better
To reduce the damage done?

Is it wrong to still feel rotten
And not want to take it anymore,
To want to throw away repentance
Because you're the only one?