Of course, it's my fault.
It's always my fault, isn't it?
It's so much easier to blame it on the fuck-up.
"I really think there is something fucking wrong with you."
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"You're so fucking dumb. Retarded or something."
And it just keeps coming.
Because it's my fault.
No, don't blame the adult in the situation, whom you adore.
No, blame it on the fucked-up teen
Who is steps away from bleeding herself out.
Blame it on the teen, when if you stopped to think,
And cut the bullshit,
You'd realize
It was never really my fault.
It's fine. i'll take the blame with me when i'm gone.
YOU ARE READING
For All Of My Lost Causes
PoetryA book of poetry for all of the people out there who have been deemed Lost Causes. This is a book of pain and emotions that I want to share with people who are struggling like I have/am. There isn't a happy ending like other poetry, but it's genuine...
