Who is the actual weirdo?

We always picturing fake scenario in our head

What we want it to be
How we want it to be

But end up we questioning
Why it doesn't seems like what we aimed
We want to be unique
But turn out we being the same

We choose something to make us contented
But instead it makes us frustrated
We ditch someone who we feel disturbing
They do nothing but try to be caring

We pay attention to someone far away
But neglecting the one sitting in front
We infuriate over a petty fault they say
But forgot to protect our tongue

We mad at people who don't understand
But there is no guideline
We can't see someone working hard
But we didn't open up