Not at Fault

Could she help it, 
if one day the world was opened to her?
Or if the moment was siezed 
in a sudden light of destiny? 
If in one sight her mind 
could change? 
Would it be her fault?

Could she help it,
if never before she'd pondered a change?
Or if she'd give her world in
exchange of his attention?
If she'd devote her life to 
this five minute fight?
Would it be her fault?

A realization too quickly fawned
An instructor, too emotionally gone
And she, struggling between her life and this...

As far as she could help it,
she would teach herself 
And if she was viewed as obssesive,
Or if she seemed aloof
Would it be her fault?