Ever felt like your the outlet for everyones anger? That the blame is so easily put onto you without any question or hesitation?
Well I dedicate this poem to all those who feel like they are always at blame for everything.

Maybe I did?
Maybe I didn't?
A lie I told?
Or a page you just didn't fold
Clash of words to hate
The burden of guilt a never ending weight
Why couldn't you see,
That it wasn't me.
An act so cruel and heartless
Yet so quick to blame
The crime haunting and artless
But I still burden the shame
My words the worth of trash,
Innocent till proven guilty
An ultimate backlash,
But inside I'm still who you see
Blinded by anger is key
To why you always put the blame on me.