the beginning of the end was a breakfast bet: either i have someone to eat breakfast with or i eat smoke for meal.
i had two friends called. i had no one to eat breakfast with.
i can't really say out loud that you're the reason why i self-destruct because that's on me
but
it was the roots of all evil. i was choosing the lesser between two evils.
the start / skip the middle / the finish line
where you start is not a choice you make.
where you take yourself, is.
i have decisions made, if my decisions have hurt or will hurt you,
i apologize sincerely.
my mess is mine, though i wish to validate the pain i endured.
my mess is mine.
i took myself here.
no matter what and who i encountered in the middle, it didn't matter.
this mess, it's mine.
