Your Fault, you say
punch the door, you do
Blame me? Yes.
i'm the cause you see?
sorry doesn't count,
liveliness couldn't spout,
your anger is contagious,
it's all propostrous!
Glare at me with eyes full of disdain,
a reason you don't acknowledge,
it's all your do and say, it's all your
it's none of mine, you understand?
maybe someday, you wont blame me;
i'm not to blame, Dad.
say you can't trust,
say you're going to combust,
what a load of bull.
thank God your smart, oh wait your not...
you wont blame me,
it's not my fault, i want to say,
yet it's all the same, and you still turn away.
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