Outside Looking In

Looking from the outside Guessing about what's going on on the inside Not knowing that it goes deeper than the eye can hold I get so quick to judge before I hear the story told Asking sensible simple questions of why In return, replying with an answer that they believe but we know it's a lie Why this? Why that? Love doesn't come in a clenched fist You're not a punching bag so pack your bags and get out of that Reflection of a black eye Shouldn't be what I see when I look into your eyes Why should I have sympathy When you refuse the help offered from me I want to help you But his tough love not only has you blind, but deaf too Please listen to me 'Cause we have enough families crying over lifeless bodies Fighting you Is not a way to love you