You tell me it’s wrong
You tell me I’m wrong
I put myself at fault
But you say I’m not
You indirectly blame me
All my life, I’ve thrown the blame on myself
Cause it’s better to blame the problem
Than to blame the problem fixer
You don’t name names
But I know it’s always my fault
Because I’m weak
My soul-crushing within
I find happiness in people, not things
But when you tear my happiness
And make it your own
My happiness fades, and the feelings return
Because I’m always to blame
I’m always the problem
Never the fixer
I’m the one who puts one and one together
You don’t tell the truth
But I know it anyway
I know that you just see me as a problem
A problem that you always try to fix
But maybe, there is no right or wrong answer
Maybe I’m just supposed to be left answered
Unfixed
Broken, like usual
Maybe, it’s not your job to name names
Maybe it’s not your job to fix the unfixable
But you try anyway
And it crushes me
I don’t want to be the problem
But in the end, I always am
The truth hurts, but then it’s better than false hope
The truth is better than the no names
Because it’ll always be my name
Written as the problem
And your name as the fixer
And everyone else as the witness to something they can’t even see