Blame

Maybe I put the blame on everybody except myself.

Perhaps what went wrong was me.

Kinda depressed sometimes. Been blaming the whole world. Maybe the fact that I don't have many close friends is my fault. Maybe my incapability to open up to others is my own doing.

Yet, I don't think I can do much about it.

I need help.

Maybe I'm just not as strong as I think I am. The years of mental abuse may just possibly leave scars on me rather than bouncing off harmlessly as I have believed.

I need to smoke.

This is killing me.


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