It's funny how hate can consume you.
It's like a wildfire that spreads at an intense speed
And I've come to realize recently
that along with hate comes blame.
The inability to take responsibility for our actions;
placing all the blame on others.
Making ourselves be the victim
Because, why in the world would it be our fault?
And many of us, believe the BS
Because people build up walls and a facade for everyone to see
And why would anyone lie about such and such?
And how could anyone ever treat someone so perfectly molded
so badly?
I'm tired of the blame and the hate
and the "Woe to me..."
I'm tired of the competitions.
And the expectations
The sob stories
and the games.
There's something more honorable about someone who is willing to take the blame,
recognize their wrongdoings
apologize
and at least attempt to do better.
Because the cycle of hate and guilt and sob stories is like a poison.
And in the end, the only victim is yourself.
