It's You

It’s you. It’s you. It’s you...
I’ve heard it so often,
the words feel burned into me.
Since childhood, different voices, same line
no matter the situation,
it always lands on me.

I tried to be kind,
to keep peace, to understand,
but even kindness gets twisted.
You stay gentle,
they still point fingers
and say you’re the reason things went wrong.

Somewhere, we all learned
to shift blame before we face truth.
I’ve done it too
passed the guilt just to feel lighter.
We blame, because it hurts less than owning the pain.

Maybe it’s not just them.
Maybe it’s not just me.
It’s the loop we’re stuck in
a world quick to accuse
and slow to reflect.
Maybe It’s me..or It’s You...