waking up every day is the same.
turn alarm off, lay in bed for another hour. late again.
although my fault, i still like to blame you.
some days are better than others but i still am not the same,
i still blame you.
i was always told you were the toxic one,
the one who held me back,
but all along it was me.
i still blame you.
i will never ever be the same, and i swear to god,
ill always blame you.
i believe you are the alarm in the morning, always the same.
i turn you off.
make a problem, lay in bed for another hour.
late again.
although my fault,
i still blame you.
YOU ARE READING
I swore to god I was going to change, and this is it.
PoetryThese are the thoughts from my mind put into words. Enjoy.