Don\'t blame me when I
cut off the line
and scrunch my face at you
when you disagree,
if my car touches yours
slightly so that the
friction causes shards
to break free,
when I am in too much
of a hurry to turn around
and say I\'m sorry.
Don\'t blame me when
I snatch the pen from your
hand, or cut you off while
speaking because I think
I can do it better than you.
Don\'t blame me for my behavior,
my involuntary disobedience, the
hereditary disease which spots
my soul