War

I hate the fights. I hate the words. I hate all the mean, hateful things that come out of peoples' mouths. The little tiny things that set people off on huge rampages. I do not understand it.
Why do people fight? Why do peole fight over such small things as hair brushes? Do they fight because hate is the only emotion that they have for the person they fight with?
How can a person be so angry, with fumes coming out their ears one minute, -- and then be pleasantly making pancakes and singing the next?

And then other people are just so void of any emotion. I think that's what keeps them sane.

So my question of the day is...:

Why do people fight? And why do they always bring other people into the war that they created?

If anyone can answer this I would love to know.

Thank You,
Love Always,
Olive

P.S. Happy Sunday.