Understand

It’s like running on a treadmill,
Constantly moving, but never really getting anywhere.
Always waiting for them to understand
And they say that they do
But their actions show me that they don’t.
What is it about me
Or is it something about them?
This question lingers
It lingers in my brain
It lingers in my thoughts
In my soul
It lingers there for years
Until I finally figure out that
They will never understand
And
I will never understand
That is life
Running on a treadmill
Constantly moving
But never really getting anywhere.