"Cynical Thoughts"

Stepping up to a lonly grave Feeling my heart start to race My mind is surfing through my thoughts Trying to find the lost cause Staring at this lonely grave I wondered why it had to end this way Placing the flowers at my feet Getting down to my knees Praying to my Father up above Asking him what I have done Going through the life of guilt I wonder of this life that's spilt I could have stopped it from going this way But can't now that it's way to late What kind of monster did I create In this cynical world of terrible hate Standing by the lonely grave Looking at it as if it were fake But i know it's not so now I wait Until the day I see my mother in that place