Understand

Sometimes, I don’t understand.

How do people study so well at things that they don’t like?

I just sit and get even more distracted when I try to study the topics I’m not into.

Sometimes, I don’t understand.

Why can’t people show in action that they love you, instead of just throwing words.

People use the word “I love you” all the time. It’s heartwarming. But if you say it to random people and to your close family or someone, it just doesn’t distinguish the amount of how much you love them.

Sometimes, I don’t understand.

Cockiness.

I like it when people are confident. But that doesn’t put you in the place to be cocky.

Talking to someone with that cocky “I-know-it-all” attitude. No, we are all human. We don’t know it all.

Sometimes, I don’t understand.

I don’t understand why or how of such random things.

But educating ourselves for the better, help us understand a little bit more in other random things.

Maybe I do understand a little more than I think I do. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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