It's my fault.

I view myself, and hate what I see,

I look inside, I can't identify me,

Or my heart, always torn apart,

And it is my fault, 

I caused this,

I caused my pain,

And I caused my shame,

And there's no one else to blame,

Because it is my fault, 

And I can't help but change,

And I can't stay the same,

From my body, to soul,

From my mind, as a whole,

We are all made in an imagine,

But I can't help but think,

That if I'm supposed to be this way,

Should I live like this day by day,

And be miserable in my mind,

Or a new image, should I find,

And leave my weakness behind,

Because it is my fault,

I just want to change my heart,

And this moment is where I start.