Wednesday, March 14, 2012

INSIDE by amaranth


On the outside you don't fit the norm
You deviate in every shape and form

You wear leather jackets, your hair is long
In their eyes thats all wrong

You play bass guitar in a rock band
To them you're getting out of hand

Your t'shirt is ripped, your jeans too tight
Oh how they wish you'll get it right

To them you don't fit the bill
Your girlfriend's are hardly "run-of-the-mill"

That's the outside, they don't see within
And these people are your blood and kin

You're kind, warmhearted, that's your way
But this they don't see, or they won't say

They don't see the love and tenderness you hold
To these feelings they stand cold

They see the outside and look right through
They refuse to see the real you

Their close-minded attitude should be put aside
So they can see you on the inside

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