Talk,
air it out
or it becomes obsessive truth.
Maybe my mom was right,
maybe all my problems are generational heritage,
ancestory leftovers for me to digest.
Genetic code unfolded into chaotic synergy.

Maybe things just happend
to me.
No fault no big wrong decisions made to be found
for everything to fall back to.
No point in looking,
stressing over it anymore

Maybe I just got unlucky,
a bit mistreated from time to time.

Wouldn't that be nice?

An inconvenient preset of character
butterflies set in motion.

How am I supposed to live with that tho?
With no one, nothing to blame.

You can't just always let it go
and accept.
Give me a logic explanation so I can move on.