How often do we forget? How often do we jump over the edge without thinking? Every one has their faults, quirks, moments of instability and insanity. Aren't we supposed to move past them? We have been taught acceptance. Our generation is the generation that's supposed to make the difference; supposed to show the world what it's really made of. But, under the circumstances, how the hell are we supposed to accomplish that when we're so ignorantly close minded?
You didn't stop to think, did you? You were being nit-picky. Course, who isn't at times? It hurt. A lot. It's still very upsetting. It can be easy to ruin things, hurt people, etc., but this time...understanding what happened is still perplexing. Decisions were made, mouths were opened, the 'vomit' spilled out, but it came from a direction besides the one you had chosen to point. You kept your eyes closed and despite the evidence, kept pointing in the direction you wanted to believe it came from. You back is covered, but your front is still sparkling. Take off the blinders. SAY SOMETHING! But don't expect bended knee, praying hands, begging and the tears. You jumped and you left without even a small explanation. It still aches, that wound. The trust has filtered, flitted, fluttered, and flown the coup. You figure out which of these doesn't belong.
Whatever you expected, happened. The culprit, however, is still at large.... Course, that could be inaccurate. You just look these days. You never open your mouth. Funny, how in such a short time, things can change, people can consume those closest to them, the moon cycles...
So why am I to blame still?
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