It's all my fault
It's always been
Maybe I am just easy to blame
Maybe it's just so convincing to blame me
Because I am weak
And helpless
My mind's a blank canvas
Sadly no one is patient enough to paint it
The blame of the world spinning wrong
It's my birth
I shouldn't even be living anymore
For the one who ruins other's life doesn't deserve to live their own, right ?
For the one with the shallow heart, how can he love anyone else?
For the selfish, reckless, immature one, should just jump inside a well?
Because there is no place for the ones who aren't patient enough
Every morning I swim in my thoughts
I swim ,
I dive,
What if once I drown?
Maybe that's when I'll find peace
Maybe that's when I'll find solace
Maybe.
© Ishita Singh 2018
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