Sometimes I want to blame myself
for how you are and how you act.
I get angry thinking and wondering
if I could have made things better.
Regretting that I didn't stay to help
with picking up the broken pieces.
But reality is the remedy for all of my regret.
It is not my fault.
You were beyond my reach
even when we were face to face.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Sometimes I want to blame myself
for how you are and how you act.
I get angry thinking and wondering
if I could have made things better.
Regretting that I didn't stay to help
with picking up the broken pieces.
But reality is the remedy for all of my regret.
It is not my fault.
You were beyond my reach
even when we were face to face.
