This Is Beyond Me To Explain

We pass each other in silence when walking the street The people i know by sight that i would rather not meet Of me it does seem they do feel the same way To each other we do have nothing to say I've never harmed them they've never harmed me Is the dislike for me in their eyes something i imagine i see At the complexity of the workings of the human mind my curiosity does grow How can we dislike one we only visually know? No words of recognition to each other we do pay Some people i know visually and see almost every day In silence we pass each other on the street As if we are complete strangers whenever we meet I have never harmed them they have never harmed me Yet we pass each other in silence i wonder why this should be? It is said from living life that insights we do gain But something like this is beyond me to explain.