On reflection, it’s always me in one form or another isn’t it?

I’m always innocent, I’m always the victim.

Do I ever commit a sin without help, without influence or is it merely a case of I’ve wanted to so since you say so let’s do it?

I really wish I knew the answer to that one.

Imagine all the grief I give and complain about wiped out of existence by truly unique stroke of genius. I begin to wonder if I haven’t been trying to tell myself this all along.

Irony? Probably.

And yet the question remains how can I and will I be able to do it? Or will I need help again before I follow my intuition?

Am I, upon reflection a lost cause?