This Is

 

This is for all the things inside
That do not have a voice.
This is for all the hopes that died
And never had a choice.
This is for all the dreams I dreamed
That quietly slipped away.
This is for all the words I screamed
At the fading of the day.
This is for all the secret pains
Buried in my heart.
This is for all the crimson stains
Created on my part.
This is for the one I loved
Who always saw me through,
This is for the one I loved -
This one is for you.