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The blame game
Hide in your closet Safest place to save Your mental health With ripped pages Have you seen ? Any of us in The situation that you put Ourselves when it was me The blame game Starts with me When I say that You enrolled me in this You should've listened to me When I said I want To die like a poet But instead I'm here in business meetings I wanted to fly but not really I wanted to cry but seriously I just wanted something And I wasn't sure about anything So I blamed you Now it's time for Friendship evergreen That I shattered No one wanted To see my cry But I made myself Without even a try Blamed on the teacher Whose English is the weakest of all Said my poetry is dead Not at all My ego clashed Can't stay relaxed So I got notification Of her man And I twisted my emotions Cropped the messages Send it to her Said I'm the true one Even though I was not It was my anger It was not infidelity It wasn't communication It was me So I played this again Like a violin And get my hand On another one Cause I feel where's the drama Without caring for the karma I played everyone And said "I'm sorry, was too young to understand"
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