Shame

You always look to me when there's someone to blame

you fuel my undoubtable endless shame 

chips are falling

There's nothing left to say

my promised dreams got carried away

it didn't matter either way

you never came, you never stayed

You treated me like the bishop in your wicked chess game 

using me to get your way

every morning,

every single day,

but no one knows, I can't say

or everyone I care about will leave me astray

but someday ill leave this place

only coming back to see the look on your face

as you finally see what you've created

Your pupils dilated,

 your expression dauntingly vague

Do you regret fueling my undouble endless shame?