Stop the Blame

Igniting the fire,

Feeding the flame,

Tough as a tire,

Who can you blame?

Pinpointing all the guilt,

Shielding your growing pride.

Watching the flowers wilt,

It's on you they didn't survive.

All you know is accusing,

Yet you've never confessed.

The game is now losing,

And it's because of what you messed.

Now you must own your mistakes,

Stop framing all the rest,

Because the guiltless are the fakes,

And you can be the best.