Giving guilt the finger.
you come to me now
with forged humility
and forced apology
you retrace your steps
to where you got lost
then indict me
for not holding a map
as if i knew you were headed there
never falling out of character
you confess to being damaged
and unbandage your soul to beguile me
as if i cant taste my own pain
king of diversion
tricky manipulator
stranger with familiar eyes
you throw the blame in my direction
and point the finger at ME
waiting for a reaction
as if i’m deaf to my failure
