An unresolved agreement of the past

There is sometimes little bits of hate

That we tend to over look such a little detail

As we breath deep and inhale

We always feel as if we have been able to prevail

But no everyone feels aligned

Some may feel behind

I have a bit of a design flaw

Well I guess you could say this flaw sometimes leaves me in awe

I can always try to combine

But this sometimes leads me to feel twined

One another can sometimes use a disguise

Towards one another due to having demise

I Don't want anyone to feel as if they are blocked

I would very much rather just be able to talk

But sometimes things can really shock

When you really figure out what it is to have a talk

During this time you tend to learn

That sometimes even when you do show concern

That the other person already have decided

Leaving no room to try and help to be a guide

Does not help when you Don't know who wants to be direct

And though who would rather just neglect

How much can one persons mind really know

Who really knows the whole topic and wants to show

The answer is no one

Sometimes it is better to just let things be

Sometimes when someone else feels one way and you can not see

We still can of course agreed

We of course can see

Sometimes I wonder what is in someone else’s mind

If they are also torn and in a bind

For themselves to choose to become unkind

Or instead to find away to unwind

On the surface people really want to mend

But it often does depend

On if the persons views have become abstract

This really can become the matter of fact

Sometimes it is easier to point fingers and blame

Which is oh so such a shame

But then again is it not the game

Which ends up all the same