Ok With Everything aka Karpman Triangle

I'm Ok With Everything...
Acceptation


Don't you mind about this odd curse following you ?
More sticky than your own shadow.
From outside, your life seems so wonderful,
while from inside, your life seems so hellish.


Everything that you touch seems shining like gold.
Don't you mind that behind the surface it's all rotten ?
The more you try to make it shine like gold,
the more behind the surface it’s all rotten.
Everything you are creating is a nightmare with a mask of dream.
You could be a prophet, don't you mind that instead you’re just insane.
Everywhere you go no one take care about you.

Don't you think the loss of balance come from that nothing can reach you ?
You can't blame no one but you.
You signed up for this role.
Things would be more simple when you are not pretending to be someone else.
No more flayed rejected child, savior hand faking help,
to keep stuck everyone, coming too much close, until the hero triumph, draining all energy till the last drop.

Everyone you love seems ideal.
Don't you mind that behind the surface they are all destroy ?
The more you try to love like in a movie,
the more you destroy everything.
Everything you are wishing is the opposite dressed in a disguise.
You could be a lover, don’t you mind that instead you're just a bird in a cage ?
Everywhere you go, you are still alone.

Don't you think acceptation is the final fix of the loss of balance ?
You can't blame no one but you.
You signed up for this role.
Things would be more simple when you are not pretending to be someone else.
No more starved unloved child, victim hand begging help...
To drag down everyone, coming too much close, until the mermaid kiss, sucking all till the last breath.

Everything that you talk about seems perfect.
Don’t you mind that behind the surface, it’s desperately empty ?
The more you are trying hard like a wannabe
the more you fail everything.
Everything you criticize hide your own weakness.
You could be a catalyser, don't you mind that instead, you're just a looser ?
Everywhere you go, you are still not there.

Don't you think the loss of balance come from that nothing can teach you anything ?
You can't blame no one but you.
You signed up for this role.
Things are more simple when you are not pretending to be someone else.
No more armored child, persecutor tongue, to judge everyone, coming too much close, until the psychic vampire turning them into puppets.


Don't you mind about the odd curse following you ?
From inside, your life seems so wonderful,
while from outside, your life seems so hellish.

Whatever the appearances playing at the surface of the psychodrama.
Complexity is just here to hide a simple truth :
Imitation game is a trap. An invitation to manipulation.

Don't you think to be balance just need to put your feet on the ground, keep your head in the sky, your body vibrating in contact with everything ?
Experimenting the present.