Tide between our lives

Look at you and what do you think? Now look at me and what do you see? How do you view life passing by? Do you shake her hand and wish her a good day? Or do you brush her off to the side with a fixed Stare at what lies in front of your eyes? Now I but can’t wonder why. Why does she greet me today? Does she find me interesting or is this just the way? I wonder why even with all her different moods She still greets me the same way. Why me and why today?