My mistake

My mistake. That's what he keeps saying, giving all the fault himself.

My mistake. That's what their parents made him think, accusing him to have broke their relationship.

My mistake. That's what she made him think, saying that he hurt her.

My mistake? Why is it my fault? 

You did-

I didn't.

You said-

I didn't.

You tried to-

I didn't.

I did not do anything of that. But then why. Why is it still my fault?

Might it be... my kidness.

They're taking control of me from it. I showed my weakness to only them, them who i thought i could trust. 

The world i trusted, wants to hurt me?...

What did I do for this? Where was I wrong?

Haven't i given enough?

No. She was right. It's not my fault.

The world is testing me, giving me the worse to give me the best.

I have to endure, i can't leave everything.

You are here for me, and i won't leave you alone.

It's not my mistake. I like the sound of it. 

It's not my mistake.

It's not my mistake.