Chapter 23: A falling idiot

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I am an idiot, alright.

An I idiot who's known to fall.

Fall over and over again,

That I forgot how to stand.

What did I do to deserve this?

Whose pain was I responsible for?

Why do I have to face it?

Over and over again.

"This is not my fault!" I scream,

Yet I'm the one who is blamed.

I want to scream and scream on top of my lungs,

And burn everything with my flames.

Why, just why? Why me?

Why not give me a break?