what was my fault?
i am here to ask you today
what was it that provoked you?
what was it that made you destroy my life?
that was once happy and gay..
you cannot blame my clothes
for i walked on covered from head to toe
or wait was it my unclad eyes and ears?
was it my stride?
or was it the small careful steps i took?
was it the creaking sound of my heels?
i find nothing, absolutely nothing that i did
nothing that one could blame
nothing that could force you to make me a subject
of your brutality, of your vengeful misdeeds..
absolutely nothing.. i say!
so that is why i am here, i need an answer
so that i might be careful in future
i have come to ask my folly
for something has to be there that was leading
or maybe wait..was my fault just that i was breathing?