its the sanest thing to do: blame

I'm not what is wrong is you are not what is wrong is the mind is not what is wrong is the situation is not what is wrong is the external forces are not what is wrong is the parrot is not what is wrong is the house is not what is wrong is the people are not what is wrong is the others are not what is wrong is this world is not what is wrong is this generation is not what is wrong is just me...
Somehow everything ends in a viscious circle, or should I say never ends in a vicious circle...I'm getting sick of these endless cycles...I'm running after what is running after me...does it make sense? but how does it matter...nothing has ever made sense in my life.
This is not how it's suppose to be.
I'm not as depressed as I sound.
In fact, I'm not depressed at all.
I'm happy.
Why then am I sad?
I don't recognize myself...
The need to run away from everyday is taking over again...