Trip Over

Despite all things your finding no one will listen.
You try escaping any rationalism.
How could two people be so completely different,
yet, so much very the same?
You keep on trying though you feel so defenseless.
I know some things will surely ruffle your feathers.
I’ve hit the bottom but now I am no longer scared,
I’m just better prepared.

Who said this race would end here?
Who said that?

I listen even though it does sound quite crazy.
I will put it together with out complaining
and then I will deliver them re-arranged and sore
like so many before.
How can one put in so much time and such effort
knowing the chance that things may never be different?
Isn’t it better to be straight and connected
then be unhappy again?

Who said this race would end here?
Who said that?

Who said that things will always be this way?
And I can see it all there right in front of me.
So what should we do from now?
What should I do for us?
what should we do?