Sometimes
Sometimes I just don't get itI will never understand
how you have your fun
by judging me by who am I
You laugh and you yell
You look at me like I've come from hell
I where what I like and I say what I think
But admit it you've done
You've judged someone first
You took just one look and turned your head in disgust
Thinking mean thoughts or thinking something else
Maybe if someone turned that judment into a compliment
Just maybe just maybe they'd feel happy inside
Who knows you could help someone pass the day by
On the bus do you see people talking to strangers?
Or listening to ipods ignoring the others?
Most likely the seconde, but you could take a chance
sitting besisde someone who looks kinda sad.
you could say hi, you could smile, myabe it'd make a difference.
But sometimes thats all it takes
to brighten up someones day
so give it a try next time you take a ride...
Poetry by Estelle
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Written on 2006-11-29 at 06:29
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