Reality changes according
To the people.

According to how they see things.
According to how they live.
According to their personality.

Sometimes I wonder:
Why are people so blind?
Why is it that they can’t see?

And yet,
How can I judge?
For certain,
I do not see all
That they see.

It seems that others don’t understand.
It seems as though
They aren’t hearing me.

But surely, some of them must.

As I look around at school,
I see
Snap judgements
And lowering self-esteems.

I see relationships crumbling
Merely because
Of poor wording,
Or poor timing in telling things.

I wonder,
How they can not see…
That another person’s being hurt…
That a person’s being taken advantage of.

Sometimes I ponder,
Are others seeing more clearly the mistakes I make?
Are they seeing the ugly sides,
As I am in them?

I wish I could get into another’s head.
I wish I could see life as they did,
So that I could understand.

In perceptions
No one is right,
And no one is wrong.

Yet I feel this need to know
What’s on the right track.

I need the knowledge,
I need to see.

I need the wisdom
That so consumes my thoughts.
I want to be able to relate.