Blame is just an ocean.
And you can splash it all on everyone else.
But when the tidal wave comes around on you,
You’ll drown in exactly what you are no matter what.
So to all my family,
To all my once lovers,
To all my enemies,
To all those judging eyes,
To the ones who made me scream,
The ones who made me bleed,
The ones who taught me not to cry.
To all of you,
You are gone.
Carried with the current.
You made me, me.
Me, paranoid.
Me, laughing.
Me, angry.
Me, hiding.
Me, strong.
And you’re just gone.
With no more blame.
