It was on his 15th birthday that he stepped in front of the train
The shame he'd been living with had become searing pain
His parents would no longer have to deal with it
Wouldn't have to hide it from the neighbors
The letter he left behind absolved everyone of blame
He wrote down for the first time all of his fears
And all of his pain and all of his tears
Listed everything he had never said about the long-ago incident
Revealed how the memories had grown like festering sores
Confessed he had held onto the rage all of those years
Didn't think he could have hurt anyone, because no one really cared
His sins were his own and now everyone would be spared
Thought this last final action would end everyone's torment
But he couldn't stop his parents from thinking of him everyday
Or his siblings and friends, nor the workers on the railway
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