His fault? No, it was mine

by Kasumi Michaelis

This is something I came up with, with the help of my friend Super-Pan Chan Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji! A/N: Please enjoy and gomen for not updating my other stories! R&R please! (Now edited!)

He clashes with my armor,

He wins because he's being projected from me,

Sometimes I wonder...Would this be for a reason?

I thought people who hallucinate were suppose to be stupid, I once thought

What causes it?

I now think that proves my point further

I'm stupid as hell for thinking of him, of even once being curious of him

He's been here all along, I just never realized it... not until I saw him in everything.

I've always heard things, had these dreams, these beautiful yet horrible dreams

But then, I suppose we all do when we give in blindly

But one day a voice took a body...it was his.

I was at my lowest when he came, and he took advantage of that, or at least, I did.

Oh how naive I was to believe that he would truly see me, and how I wrapped my head around the belief that he did

In the end, it wasn't his fault that I became how I am now, it was my own.