Apart In My Ways

Apart in my ways of others i do grow
So little about people i can claim for to know
Even those i think i know well in ways strangers to me
But then i am not a student of the ways of humanity
Those i think i know well look at life in ways differently
Suppose if we all thought in the same way how boring we would be
The human mind can think in strange ways would you not agree
Sometimes in my thoughts i become a stranger to me
Our friends of today may be our future foes
That we are what we are one would have to suppose
And trust is a thing anyone does not have to spare
From once it is broken it is hard to repair
Apart in my ways of others i have grown
But then suppose we all have ways of our own.