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It wasn’t my fault, it wasn’t me
It was just bad luck, a stupid jockey
It wasn’t my fault I didn’t win
Just bad luck, an unlucky spin
It wasn’t my fault, I wasn’t to blame
Then I’d go and do the same
It wasn’t my fault, can’t you see?
I wouldn’t take responsibility.
It’s not my fault, I didn’t cause the pain
But then I’d go and do it again
It wasn’t my fault, that’s what I’d think
When my actions took me to the brink
It wasn’t my fault? I have an addiction
That’s what causes all the friction
Now I know that’s not true
We all can choose what we do
But no, I have an addiction, that’s a fact.
But it’s my responsibility how I act
I can shout and moan, make some noise
Or take some actions – recovery is a choice.
Great poem Charles
Nice Charles
It starts with honesty
How true those words ring in my mind.
Thanks both