Who is this “they” of which I am so wary?

If only they weren’t so shallow, infantile, 

ignorant, stupid, selfish, and self-serving.

If only they would wake up, be more introspective, self-aware, and compassionate.

If only they could truly love, shed hate, and their need to project onto others what they hate about themselves.

If only they could broaden their definition of belonging,

Be less paranoid of the other and more accepting of differences.

If only they could rid themselves of the pronoun “they” and 

Adopt more often the pronoun “we”.

If only they could be more like I wish I were,

Then maybe we and they could be friends.