I'm tempted to believe
That everyone is against me
In these disconnected times
Divided by intersecting lines
Yet I know no-one intends
To resent another
Even when we offend each other
Its through discontenting hurts
In our selves
The impression kept that we're vetted against
Yet we all live with this pain
We're more connected than credited
It isn't me against you
Or us against them
With such envy and resentment
It doesn't come to better ends
That transcend
Tensive, pensive expectations
Thirst will never be quenched then
Only dehydration
So escape the expectations
And change this perception
For the connection to others
Collaboration collective.
To Be Frank: 