How much can I hurt the others whom I am supposed to love most?

Constantly building a refrain of blame,

pointing everywhere but inside.

Where the real action is going on.

 

I can deliver it so well now, it appears without feeling,

I can even justify it, based on others differing beliefs.

See how clever I have become,

or is it the other guy influencing me.

 

Now as the list of ailments increases,

and the pain of others becomes obvious;

They move beyond patience to protection,

as they need a shield from the nefarious ways of the other guy.

The other guy who I don’t recognize,

because of his disguise.

 

As me.