Language can be tiresome. It takes effort to let you see my view.
I have got to be clear in my point of view so you will agree.
But agreement seems so far away. The mood is changing. Positions taken.
  
Side by side devided we stand.
My point of view differs from yours.
Pride comes in the way.
  
Caught up in our prejudice. We can't accept our differences.
Perception distort things we say. But we can always disagree, so
  
Side by side devided we stand.
My point of view differs from yours.
Pride comes in the way.
  
I feel the need to explain my point of view for the second time.
  
Your perception lacks clarity and my perspective is blinding me.
We can't accept our differences. Emotions cloud our senses.

Side by side devided we stand.
My point of view differs from yours.
Blinded by our prejudice we can't agree, 
but tomorrow is another day.