It wasn't you.

So many people ask me whats wrong but I just sit in silence,so many words I want to say but I know if I say them they'll cause a riot,why'd we do each other dirty ain't nothing we could get out of it,you played your part I played mine shit  it was matching like the alphabet,we just weren't ready but said fuck it instead,not being mature enough is what fucked up our emotions and shit in our heads,it's been months since this shit happened,months since I last saw you, why am I still hurting, is this shit for real, we fought and fought till we couldn't fight no more,we both lost the battle that we'd thought would last a life time,still to this day when I sit back and think of you I can't help but to break down and think to myself is this shit for real,whys it have to end like this just why couldn't we get through it,maybe if we were strong enough we could of but instead said fuck it and screw this,I still miss your company shit just ain't the same but now I look back and realise that I'm the one to blame,I always blamed you not thinking I did anything wrong,I'd blame the weed,the bong when really it was me who was in the wrong all along,I never understood your pain instead I added on more,that's when we'd start to fight a lot get caught up in a big brawl,maybe just maybe this hate we carry can go behind us and someday down the track we'll leave it in the past and never look back,just have memories that'll remind us.