no one to blame but yourself

excuses. excuses. excuses. you've become weak. the Gods reward neither the weak nor the cowardly, only the bold and the strong of which you are neither. once you held your head up high and claimed, " I AM KING." these days you put your face in your hands and sob, out of favour with Ares and Apollo. to claim thy birthright, ye have become unworthy. You Came, You Saw and You cried. shame on you.