Blame'em All!

How easy is to blame.

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How liberating can it be.

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How addictive can it be.

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Boy, if I know...

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I spent my life high on it,

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I blamed others for my own problems,

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I blamed my parents for my lack of skills,

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I blamed my teachers for my lack of knowledge,

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I blamed my friends for my lack of happiness,

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I blamed my past self for my lack of achievements,

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I blamed society for how wrong I felt inside.

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I felt invincible,

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like a goalkeeper, who keeps saving his team from losing.

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I was blaming others ,yet nothing I was doing to improve.

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Eventually I found myself alone,

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Left with no one else to blame.

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Left with no passions.

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Left with no willpower.

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Left with no skills.

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Left with no purpose.

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The comedown struck me like a truck.

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I felt weak and small.

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An empty shell,

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With nerves made of paper,

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Backbone made of jelly,

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And the personality of plain rice.

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The balls I was deflecting were balls of flaming waste.

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My head is fulls of shit,

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My heart is scorched.

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Sometimes it's better to let the ball get in,

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No matter how painful or sad it may seem.

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I'm still getting comfortable with rhymes, but this is a very important piece to me.

Thanks for taking the time to read it :)

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