Captives of our own mind,
we think—the world,
the people, are strangling us.
Have you ever wondered this
could be a distorted reality?
Maybe it isn’t the world.
Maybe the people aren’t
entirely responsible.
Then who is to be framed?
Who is actually the culprit?
Could it be you?
Given all the time you’ve beaten
yourself up so bad, for small
inadequacies and inconveniences.
Could it be I?
Given all the times I’ve created
stories of defeat for myself,
even if others saw me as a victor.
Could it be us?
Given every time we victimized
ourselves for being treated this
way and that way?
Could it be us?
For showing ourselves rays of hope,
but never really doing anything
to sprout change?
Could it be you?
Could I be the problem
for myself?
But, if it’s you for yourself, and I,
for myself, who are the villains?
Why you, of all the people?
Why I, of all the people?