I knew I shouldn't be thinking like this

He was evil

That was it

There was no more

But what if there was?

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Singing my life with his words

Killing me solftly with his song

Killing me softly with his song

I remembered how he would soothe me

Tell me everything would be okay

He would comfort me

How could I not have seen it was all lies?

He never loved me

But did he?

I heard he sang a good song

I heard he had a style

And so I came to see him

And listen for a while

Everybody knew him.

He was Valentine.

How could you not know him?

I liked him.

Then he picked me

And I started loving him.

And there he was this young boy

A stranger to my eyes

I hated the boy the moment I saw him

Demonic, evil

Howcould he be my son?

He hurt my eyes

With his wicked grin- even as a baby

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Singing my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song

Telling my whole life with his words

Killing me softly

He couldn't have known he was killing me

Breaking my soul

Making me not trust

Could he?

He knew he was hurting Sebastian

But he loved me

Or so I thought

I felt flushed with fever

Embarassed by the crowd

They didn't know

I was embarrassed for not telling them

That he was poisoning them, too.

I was sick and dying

And it was his fault

I prayed that he would finish

But he just kept right on

Why wouldn't he stop?

Enough was enough.

But not for him.

Killing me softly with his song

Killing me softly with his song