graduating from room 101

i once stood within my own shipwreck blaming cruel seas years past flotsam and jetsam built a driftwood home when storms came that ramshackle shelter self-destructed while i cursed foul weather looking outward never seeking inward i decried a faithless fate unt a blinding truth ransacked an unseeing mind simply that I ALONE am the author of my own life-long melodrama none other than me bore this responsibility of such a tangled tragicomedy