Man's best friend

Sometimes I wonder if it is just me?
Am I so boring that you don't want to hear me?
Is it something I have done? Something I have said?
Is it the way I speak or something else instead?
Why is it so difficult to listen to another's voice?
Why is it such a big deal to try to understand?
How another feels and why they feel that way?
Why it is that man's best friend is often the dog?
How come friends are only friends until
Something breaks that fragile thread?
(Then they become enemies: full of hate and spite!)
Lord what a mess life is! What a terrible burden we share
When we tell someone we love them!
When we tell them that we really care!
How lucky some are when everybody 
Wants to hear them speak: wants to hear their words
What a mess we make when we cannot understand
How it all works right here on this earthly plane
Everybody needs to be heard to make them feel alive

Everybody wants to be included: made a part of
Everything that is happening right here: right now but
How difficult to stop and listen when they are considered boring
When the words come out so slow: hardly worth enduring!
How does one become a good speaker?
How does one become a good listener?
What is a conversation but a sharing of ideas?
A mutual exchange of thoughts and theories!
Yes! Sometimes I feel a little confused: a little upset
When someone you want to impress: will not give you the time of day
Will not sit back and listen to anything you say
Simply because they do not know how to be attentive
Do not know how to find the patience to listen in
They will not make eye contact: care not to show they care
Simply because they think you have nothing to share 
Nothing worth their time to listen to: they care not how you fare!