If you bury yer head deep in the sand
They won’t go away
If you go and cry behind the stand
They won’t let you play
If they call you names and bully you
Something there’s not right
Do bully’s have any feelings
How do they sleep at night?
If you think your different from the crowd
That is not a crime
It takes all sorts to make the World go round
As indeed it takes all kinds
We, all of us are different
In different kinds of ways
This earth would a sad and boring place
If we were all the same
As society’s rapidly changing
In all we say and do
There’s room enough for everyone
To be as themselves, be true
Different religions, different race
Different dialect or gender
Whose to say what way we live our lives?
There’s no hard and fast agenda
Boy meets girl, they fall in love
He worships her, she swoons
We all know that’s not reality
That’s just Mills and Boon
Boys who like boys, and girls who like girls
What difference does it make?
Far better out in the open and happy in life
Than to live a sad insular life as a a fake
Beauty is often said to be in the eye of the beholder
How fitting and how true
Does it matter what anyone says about yer?
You’re beautiful…..Yes You!