Looking into an abstract thought

Through a filter that sees its meaning.

It does in no way hinder the thought

Nor add more than what it portrays.

We are busy people, oft times too busy.

We loose the good that is in people

Even when they seem to portray the worst.

Yet each day is not a repeat of yesterday.

I find it difficult at times in understanding

What the human mind possesses.

To be misunderstood is no answer

When another has already made up their mind.