You can pile on your grand counterarguments
New information, new excuse
I can present you with happened
But there’s nothing I can do
To make you accept you were wrong
The story behind this poem; only read this part if you’d like to hear my personal story. Skip if it you’d prefer to glean your own meaning from the poem:
I wrote this poem to help me vent my emotions about a specific dispute that happened. I am trying to convey how humans tend to event more and more arguments to solidify their initial impression in their mind even as more facts made it clear their position was wrong.