I see the pettiness of the situation.
I see just how numbingly simple the solution is.

But I can't do anything about it. It surrounds me, like hungry buzzards. Waiting to pick on my flesh and bone. Because if there's anything I hate in the world, it would be pettiness.

And still I'm stuck in parades of pettiness display. And because I'm a conformist, I swallow my opinions and let it be.
Because it's not in my place to tell anyone what to do with their lives.

What pains me though is the fact that this pettiness is making my way into my life subliminally, bit by bit. I try to stop it by reasonably spelling out logic. But of course, pettiness knows no logic.

I would very much like to hit the mute button on the whole world and just quietly indulge in its peace. Unfortunately though, that is not up to me. I get annoyed more often nowadays too.

Strange.