I’m the villain in the story.
No Not in someone else story
But In Mine.
I’m the one who messed up
We are always too quick to fault others
So that in doing so we may hide our flaws And appease our egos.
You see it’s easy to the victim.
Poor me!’ And I admit the tale is
Pleasing to the ears of others.
It really gets the table talking
But better than that sympathizing
For who wouldn’t want to nurse
A bruised child.