I go after you, chase you
I insult you, tear you down
When you fight back, I’ll trip myself
And blame you for my fall
Yes it’s insane.
But do you know my dreams?
I once dreamt of a house
Now I hurl stones at others’ houses
I dreamt of a fancy car
Now I burn tires in protest
I dreamt of a nice job
Now I troll on social media
I dreamt of love
All I have is hate
I no longer have dreams
Only nightmares
Who should I blame?
Myself or you,
for watching it through.
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