Fool

Consumed by rage, fueled by anger, and forcing myself to function like it's just another day.
Spite filling every word that passes my lips, even those not aimed at you.
My own mistakes haunt me more today than ever before,
Leaving me no option but to sit in silence, with no right to speak my mind.
Saying I'm surprised would be a lie,
My judgment blurred by laziness,
The truth is, the only fool here is me.