Guilty

Guilty,
you can blame me.
I did it, I caused it,
you can hate me.

When I walk into a room,
All eyes dart to me.
They know...
I'm guilty.
They don't say anything,
they just sit there with accusing glares.
Torturing me with their silence,
they know exactly what I've done.
Not one of them calls me out.

I did this, I caused this...
I'm guilty!

They all know...

It was you who told!
You shared my secret!
You shared it with the world!
Didn't you?

You're guilty!
I know what you did.
You did this, you caused this.
You're guilty!
Just as guilty as I.

Finally, someone to share the guilt.

We're guilty...
they can blame us.