I Break Everything I Touch

I break everything I touch; At first seemingly simple- But soon too much, For my games are so nimble. My feelings out of reach- always too far to touch. And not made known through speech; I am an observer- I keep my distance; I am not a conformer- And at times lack resistance. I speak my words carefully, I am a reformer- And I shall go about it tastefully, Though always be straightforward. If you paid slight attention, You'd notice need for a contravention; Morality has gone astray- Long Lost in comprehension; I hold true to mine today. Why when we speak do we do so condescendingly- Instead of understandingly? It's honestly trifling. Although to late for prevention- If nothing else, help ease the tension; Perhaps we could find ourselves some redemption. For not only what we speak- But also what we fail to mention.