One Glass Please

I believed that it was always someone else's fault for any stupid behavior I did. How stupid, how foolish was I. I would inevitably blame another individual because it was simply easier. Now I see it clearly. All this time the only one to blame is myself, the fool. I imagine the angels or demons laughing at me. I incessantly do this; I turn off what's left of my heart and think logically. I imagine too far ahead and overanalyze what's placed in my lap. One day I'm going to become a robot. I'm going to be able to turn on and off my feelings or emotions for another since I do this all the time. What a fool.