You were my fault.
Your lying was my fault.
That's what you told me.


You're pain was my doing.
You're actions were because of me.
That's what you told me.


My suffering didn't matter.
Me trying to help you made things worse.
That's what you told me.


The days I spent crying for you were my fault.
I was wrong for saving you.
That's what you told me.


You hurt my friends because of me.
You abuse the ones you love because of me.
That's what you told me.


Our fighting was because of me.
Everything was because of me.
That's what you told me.


But what if I told you something?
What if I told you it was your fault all along?
What would you tell me then?
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