Nothing without me.

You havent seen the world from my eyes.

How can this all be put on me?



The blame, the pain,

The fame, the sacrifice,



Im not the Omega,

Im not the beginning, I was just means to an end.



On these things, you refuse to bend,

The blame is all mine, or so you say.



I acted upon what i knew,

The whole lid was primed, and off it blew.



Have you seen the world from my eyes?

Can you see the pain?



Do you know what you did to me,

All alone that night so long ago.



And no, im not the same,

And not, things cant be the same.



You wont dream of sharing the blame,

And so begins your fame.



I hope you enjoy the spotlight,

But know this, and let it follow you.



You were nothing without me,

You are everything with me.



From the dust you rose,

But who planted the seed and watered it?



Who fed it,

Watched it grow and took care of it?



Your fame is mine,

And know this, my sacrifice has cemented your place.



In this world,

You are nothing without me.

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good work..i can relate to it...n this is where a poet gains success when the reader relate to it grasping the intention of the poet of the reason with which the poem was written.hope to see more of it.