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?