Well, of course I am right, you malignant disgrace
To my intellect! Why would you think I am wrong?
I am right about many things. You are as well.
Why is it when I speak it becomes a hard sell?
Shall I submit to feeling like I don’t belong
To the rest of this universe in the first place?
Yes, I’m right about things. I am wrong sometimes too.
There’s a sameness among us all. Why am I cast
In a world outside yours. Don’t you know that’s not right?
That’s why people go ape shit and get so uptight.
If you want your ephemeral friendships to last
Then respect what folks have to say as they would you.
People’s rightness or wrongness can be loosely based
On one’s subconscious preferences that cloud the mind
With fallacious assumptions and fractured impressions.
If we dislike someone we give subtle expressions
Of disgust and judgement that aren’t very kind.
One’s contempt for dishonor seems never misplaced.