There's a Reason
I was always taught, there's a reason
That people do the things they do,
Though you may not always like them.
Their heart hides a secret from you.
If they're quick to bite your head off
Or constantly brag and boast,
Remember, the people we like the least
May need our love the most.
Could it be they had been abused
Or even ridiculed all their lives?
These are the type of hurtful things
That make sure their heart survives.
But, the heart that survives is hardened
And, on the seas of life, they coast.
Remember, the people we like the least
May need our love the most.
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