I Thought wrong

I thought I was doing good, for me and for others, But now I see, I’m the problem in their stories, like no other. I thought I was doing good, but I was wrong, Selfish, naive, an idiot all along. Pathetic, worthless, that’s how I feel, But I thought I was doing good, I thought it was real. It’s insanity, isn’t it, when they all say, “You are the problem,” day after day. I thought I was doing good, but now I’m tired, Of me, of my life, of feeling so mired.