Open Blinded

You should never once judge a book by its cover 
Never judge a man's goodness
By the goods of his brother 
All his surroundings may scream success 
But if HE chooses to whisper 
Let him play in sunlight 
And leave him to blister 

A little harsh you say
No not at all 
For how can you help someone who chooses to fall 
Make your support known 
Project your very own sound 
Stand there firm and strong 
But let him stand his own ground