Part VIII of Omitting My Confessions

If you're gunna kill me,
than be a man and watch me die.
Tell me you don't love me,
say it to my face this tI'me.
Maybe I'm failing to except the loss,
but you're failing to care why
and maybe that's why I'm a childish fool
wanting the beast to be the man he is inside

I failed to show the world that the monster
is only a disguise of uncertainty
I failed to be important,
failed to be enough,
and I've failed to convince myself,
that I'm not still in love with you.
and all i have to show,
is that now I've been denied.