I wish it were my fault
then maybe i'd have something to change
I wish it were my fault
then maybe i could have something to repent for
I wish it were my fault
then maybe i could feel anything but this stinking sense of
uselessness
I wish it were my fault
Because right now things have fallen through my fingers
and i cant stop it
and i cant breathe
and i cant stop it
and i am lost
and i just cant ******* stop it
and i am not okay
That's the thing about being the victim.
no faults, no guilt, no sin, no nothing. But that also means no ******* control. and it kills me so much and eats at my soul.