Often times,
When I am lying on my bed at 3.03am,
There is virtual tears flowing from my eyes,
Am I sad?
I don't know,
But what I know is I question myself too often,
Of such a wreck have I became,
I ask myself again,
Whose fault is this?
That I am becoming bad?
No answer comes up,
I guess it is mine,
One has no right to put the blame on others,
Other than herself,
I say.
(n.m)
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