No cure for my diseas

I have been here all the time
Supporting, helping, healing

I'm leaving

When the time comes
I will not be there
and they will blame me for that

They will remember that I wasn't there
not that I been there all the time
When ever they needed help - I was there
no, they will blame me for not being there

Being

But now, I'm gone

What does not kill - cures
What doesn't cure...

I don't care if they blame me
It's true...
And I have no regrets
I'm leaving
myself behind