I tried my best but oh, it is difficult to remember
that every argument is my fault, that everything
you blame me for is because of my guilt; and I
tried to make peace with me being the culprit -
but tonight at best I simply wavered in my step
Felt self-righteous indignation when once again
you claimed the argument was caused by my
wrong-doing; accepting responsibility means
I can change the situation by doing things
differently, but I cannot kneel all the time
But yes, it was wrong of me to interfere in your
good deeds, I’ve made my peace, as of now I’ll
keep quiet while you act with such munificent
benevolence; I’m sure you’re right that I’m to
blame in this argument - it logically follows
I’m to blame in everything that evokes your ire
in your otherwise perfect life…
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