The Better Man
You look at me, and think you know,
from the color of my eyes,
all my thoughts, my hopes and dreams,
but you just might be surprised.
Your quick conclusions, on the fly,
are far too quick to judge…
There’s more to me than meets the eye.
Will your mindset ever budge?
So shake my hand, and I will leave.
It matters not what you believe…
But if you see me in new light,
and you wish to voice regret,
just know that I think well of you,
and sincerely wish you best.
If you find resolve to look within,
and begin to let your mindset bend,
they say forgiveness sets you free,
and that's who we're all supposed to be…
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