People object to us
When we are what we are
Because
we are what we are
And therefore act and react to them
In a way fitting to what we are.
Since they are not as we are
They find our actions and reactions
Grinding against the way
They do and think.
Do I have to be someone I'm not
To have harmony with others
Or are they to learn to accept me
For what I am?
Perhaps it must be a compromise
A dash of each seasoned with love
But I have learned when you're
not really
What you are -- you're a hypocrite.
For I have been told
It not natural
living
No peace, no hope
Just a cynical mess.
So a dash of being
What you aren't
Just to please others
Doesn't feel right.
Could they accept me
For what I
really am?
What would it take
To entice them to care?
They say that the root of caring
Is loving someone else,
If that be true, how can I get them
To look upon me with caring eyes?
Eyes that come aglow
When they meet mine,
Eyes that speak of warmth
When first
our eyes entwine.
Oh, yes! I'm getting excited
This is what I want
I want to be myself
Yet Live in harmony.
Oh! How can I get them
The ones different from me
To give
me caring
And love me as I love them.
Love them?
Do I love them?
Do I send an
eye message
To them of love and caring?
You must be kidding
You mean, I can't expect
Them to do,
What I'm not doing?
I've heard it said
It takes an unusual
person
To still love and care for another
When it is not returned.
Oh, this has been my problem
The eyes of love and care
That
have come my way
Met not love in mine.
Instead they received
A message of, yes
You
need to love me
I'm important.
For as knowledge puffs up
A pin can burst
But
real love builds up
A strong foundation.
For as knowledge gives excuse
For people to
separate
Love is the medium
That binds with care.
Oh! Jesus help me to care
Yes,
help me to love them
So they can find in me
A love and care for them.
Then people won't
object
When I am what I am
And life can have a joy
And a harmony for me.
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