The three c’s

I didn’t cause the pain,

I can’t cure the stain it has left ,

I can’t control what’s out of my power this feels like theft !

The world is sour, I lean down and cower. 

It’s not my fault , dish me up and throw me away like salt . 
I will repeat my words…

I didn’t cause the pain

I cant cure the pain

and I can’t control the pain!

I can’t obtain …