HURT THEATER

My old show is over, but this play will still play.
Past smiles collapsed in the foreground, replaced by pure rage.      
Today's show will be different, for I am trying to change, but my damage is done, so my light shadows your pain.
I am so Sorry i broke you, I darkened my star, and i cry because I know who, made you who you are.
I wish to start over, and rebuild this stage, but it can only be polished, and will forever be stained....