Rude

You don’t have to agree with me
Or think me in the right
It’s sad that you can’t talk it out
Instead you want to fight
You don’t have to concede my point
Or understand my view
But I wish you’d let me have my turn
As I have tried with you
It seems to me you will not hear
Or try to understand
That you think shouting loudest
Offers you the upper hand
You don’t have to agree with me
I don’t expect you to
But you should know that being rude
Won’t make me side with you