Dance of Life

The Blame Game

It's not my fault.
I didn't allow this to happen.
I don't control people.
I don't know what their intentions are.

It's not my fault.
I can't see the future.
I can't read minds.
I don't control the universe.

It's not my fault.
This blame game is fun.
Everyone's at fault but me.
I'm the victim here.

It's my mom's fault for birthing me.
It's my dad's fault for not leading me.
It's my sister's fault for not caring about me.
It's my brother's fault for just being there.

I'm not at fault!
I've done nothing wrong!
I'm the innocent one!
I deserve some respect!

I should be the one pointing the finger!
I shouldn't be the one to apologize!
I think I've earned the unleash anger!
To mope and scream bloody murder!

Why does everyone keep putting the blame on me?!
Why am I the one the fingers get pointed to?
Why do I have to hold my tongue?
Why must I bow in submission?

When the Blame Game is much more fun?

The Blame Game huh?
You think it's just a game?
To those who love you?
And throw that love back in their face?

You think you're the victim?
WAKE UP and see the pain around you.
You're not the victim at all.
You just complain too much.

Is it so easy to hide your flaws?
Than to come forth and release it all?
Sooner or later your lies are gonna show.
And in the end it's you being left all alone.

You lie.
You cheat.
You hurt.
You don't care.

Yet once the same is done to you
You scream and kick 
And expect us all to to look at you
And automatically care?!

Why is the blame game so easy?
Why is it so fun?
When every time you point the finger
It returns tenfold back to you.

You mother gave birth out of love.
Your father tries his best.
Your sister cares and shows it too.
Your brother is the one that needs teaching.

It isn't their fault you turned out the way you are.
It isn't anybody's fault your heart grew cold.
No body throws things at your face.
Yet you always threw them down some steps.

You even have the gall at time to ask God why.
You have the gall to let those little words slip through your mind.
"How can he let this happen to me?!"
YOU ARE FOOLISH!

The universe is in his hands.
YOU ARE IN HIS HAND
But instead of forcing you to love him and follow his way
He gives you a choice!

He breathed life into you
Showers you with love
YOU WANT TO THROW IT BACK IN HIS FACE?!
AND SLANDER ALL HIS SON HAD DONE!

"The Blame Game is fun" eh?
No it's not fun at all.
It hurts.
It tears.

It slanders all.

Keep pointing the finger.
Go on.
Keep playing your twisted little game
One day...one day you'll see.

The Blame Game has consequences.
A penalty to pay.
It may not be soon but it will come
And then there will be no one else to BLAME.

(A/N: I honestly had to write this out because I've been struggling with this lately. Forgive me Lord but whenever I see something happen or just think of something and I relax the blame game starts in my mind and scares me. I have no idea why I have those thoughts. My actions and reactions are all on me yet my twisted brain thinks to put the blame on you and forgive me for it! You aren't at fault for the things I do and the things I see! You are holy and mighty! You gave me life when I didn't have none! You teach me things that I was blind to! You give me so much and sadly I take it for granted. Lord forgive me and help me break this blame game for good! Help me and others who play this twisted game to stop and see your holiness and wonders through the storm! Help us trust you and understand more and more your awesome ways. To not blame you for our own mistakes for you are perfect God. You are Holy and righteous and give freely! You gave us your SON and through his ultimate sacrifice you give us eternal life up there with you instead of down there in hell where we belong. You accept us as your children-Lord help me not to slander your MIGHTY NAME and not be a rebellious child. In Jesus mighty name, AMEN. Thank you God for being a merciful God and loving God even when you are Angry so rightly Angry. Thank you for giving me this chance to repent and keep following you.)