Always in the Wrong

I can tell from the look in your eyes

I’m completely to blame

I’m the tree that fell over

Onto your good mood

I’m the quake that toppled

Everything you’ve ever done

But I’m a tree that fell

Because of all the tiny little things

Eating away at me

I’m the earth that quaked

Because the constant grating

Caused me to slip

But those are things not seen

And so of course

I’m always the one

Who breaks

Who rages

Who’s always in the wrong

And so of course

I’m always the one

Who, in the end

Is so easily condemned