My Test

I showed you
what I am, what I was.
You stayed here with me
and now I don't know what the reason could be.
My mind is so torn, I hate what I've become,
and the only things to blame are the things that I've done.
But you listened, and you stay.
Now I wish, and I pray
that I do not fail, that he will not win;
that I can fight the monster within.
But hold this lasting statement true
no ones cares for you like I do.