Blame

When life is done,

And you're done with you're run,

Where will you be?

Who will you see?

These questions are the key,

The key to life,

The key to death,

Don't blind,

You'll hate what you find,

Because in the end,

You'll wish you'd thought,

And hate yourself for what you got,

Now you have no one to blame,

It's your fault,

You're not sane,

It's youre fault,

That you never thought,

I know you heard,

You heard every word,

But you chose to walk in shame,

You chose to blame