It Is My Fault Poem by Leena Amwaalwa

I keep blaming society for using me and dropping me like a bomb,
but, really, it is my fault.
I expected society to be kind to me just as I was kind to it.
I expected society to pick up when I call just as I picked up when it called.
I expected society to break a leg for me just as I broke a leg and an arm for it.
I expected society to have my back just as I guarded its back and much more.
I expected society to break my fall just as I cushioned it when it fell.
In fact, I expected society to show up just as I showed up.
Boy, was I wrong and self-misguided.
I have learned my lesson and I'm learning to correct my mistake.