I wonder sometimes
What makes people tick
What makes people think
That they are better then this

I wonder why somebody can feel
So genuine, and so true
Yet when it comes to another
Their words make anybody feel blue

People may treat you one way
But to somebody else another
Vile poison that laces their tongue
Which is rather deadly to the others

How is it that a person can hold
Such hatred and such anger
Though at the same time
Be so considerate and sweet

Though those moments
Somehow come and go
But once you reach their bad side
You will be the first one to know

You can feel it in the air
The suffocating tension
You could cut with a knife
Is it just a lack of attention?

I wonder really what it is
What makes two sided people tick
Though I guess I'll never truly know
The reason they all act like this