“Being entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise” Sigmund Freud
The Blame Game
When you are a lying
On that sofa
Crying
Into a coma
Blaming everyone else
Except yourself
Your mother, your father
Even the family pet rather
Than copping-out
It was your self doubt
Accomplishments gone array
Just because of a high
To have and eat the cake
Soon turned out a fake
Excuses made
For each mistake
“It was not my quirk”
“The dog ate the homework”
“The weather was bad”
“The others made me feel sad”
Stop the blame game
Leave the shame
Look in the mirror
The picture getting clearer
Listen to the gong
Playing the same song
It was you
All along
Rantings Of A Third Kind 