A Change Within
Why should it matter what I have on?
What I Look like?
If I have the newest cell phone?
The color of my skin,
the sound of my voice,
my sexuality.
Or whatever my choice.
The eyes follow, like a shadow on a gloomy day
The whispers haunt me
Flitting past my ears in a wild array.
Who I hang out with.
The clothes I buy.
What my hair looks like.
I hear the judgment in the voices
Their pointed looks, going straight through my soul
So if I could change one thing.
And one thing at all.
It wouldn't matter if I was:
Short, fat, skinny or tall
I wouldn't make everyone equal,
Our differences make us unique
But I stopped the hurtful words like:
"Freak" and "Geek"
Yes Judgement is what I'd change
Open up everyone's mind
They'll be no more hatred
Therefore every thing is fine
If I could change one thing
And one thing at all
I'd give every one and open mind
And there won't be any more...
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