Inheritance

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