Shattered

Sometimes I wonder,
If it was I who is at fault.
Sometimes I surrender,
It was I who caused our friendship to permanently halt.

Would you misunderstand?
Because now I've lost who I am
Would you lend me a helping hand?
Because I dreamt of slaughtering the lamb

Did you find where you belong?
Because I am stranded in a land of no sun.
Did you find a love to build strong?
Because I dreamt of being the gun.

Now are you finished bleeding?
Because now I see the light.
Now are you finished misreading?
Because I dreamt of becoming bird in flight.

Sometimes I ponder,
If it was you who regrets.
Sometimes I consider,
It was you who caused the threats.