A bitter truth, a seed I’ve sown,
Unfairness blooms, a heart I’ve known.
They drift away, a scattered flock,
The mirror shows, the fault’s the rock.

My anger burned, a searing flame,
That you didn’t fight, you weren’t to blame.
For friendships fought for, bonds held tight,
Mine wasn’t worthy, not bathed in light.

The weight of blame, a crushing tide,
But self-deception cannot hide.
“You’re worth it all,” a whispered plea,
But whispers fade, replaced by me.

For in this truth, though sharp and cold,
A chance for growth, a story told.
The issue lies within, I see,
The path to change begins with me.