.generation chasm.

not even a gap, more like two different universes with a slight whiff of exchange of particles once in an eclipse. how could we be so physiologically close and yet so emotionally different? how i could i survive 9 months in your womb, and barely survive 5 minutes in the same room? when did my cries become muffled in the noise of your daily life? we never claimed we would be best friends, you never offered to split a necklace with me, and in case you were wondering, i would've offered you the "st ends" side because i know you wouldn't want anyone to think you were being a fri. how could i judge you so harshly? you were too busy working hard to provide food, clothes, school for me, not knowing that meanwhile i rotted away in the inside. how could i ever question your decisions, after all, you tried the best you could and "it's too bad" i didn't get someone "better" to raise me. so here i am now, 28 years later. you told me that i should be taking care of you now, that it's my turn. you did your duty, you did your part. you were just teaching me how to be independent. don't rely on you, you have too much to do. to do for others, because others need you more than i ever needed you. hey shouldn't i be proud i'm so self-sufficient? hell, i could move 997 google map miles away for two years and be completely fine. people look to their own to be a support, a joy, a peace and a happiness and i'm so silly for wishing for such lofty things. how completely naive of me. i really should get my eyes checked, because i have been seeing the world through the wrong lenses. oh no, i'm sorry, you told me to seek professional help. i'll take that as loving motherly advice.