How is it? -poem-

How is it? -poem-

How is it?

How is it that when you love someone, they choose not to believe you?
How is it that when friends need help, most people will make it worse with their opinions?
How is it that people do not talk about how they feel, even when talking makes it better?
How is it that a great day can turn horrible with just one comment or action?
How is it that today could have turned into such a mess, even when it was going fine?
How is it that many people’s words can hurt more then they could ever know?
How is it that people can not understand some simple things as heart, love, and humility?

What is wrong with today? What is wrong with the world and lives of others?
Is it the human element that destroys this all?
-And-
How is it that no one can do anything about it?