I wish that I could treat the world

The way that it treats me

They condescend as I pretend

It doesn’t bother me

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I often try to see the world

from others’ points of view

I’m in their shoes and what they choose

Is to fuel the flaming feud

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Is it so hard to reciprocate

And see it from my side

They think it through and sit and stew

Their brains will not abide

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It seems as though the people

Haven’t quite enough time

They judge and hate whilst I relate

I must be the only one trying

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