I Said I Want to Have Her

You said you slept with someone else tonight. You said he treats you badly. I feel sad, then blame myself. Sad because you slept with him. Blame myself because I feel sad that you slept with someone else rather than because you were hurt. On the path of psychology, I know I need to see, and then accept everything I see. Love you as you are. Can I first accept myself? Emotions linger. People belong to themselves, yet want to conquer the world. This joke of reality, a fate written by genes.