Before its too late

So much can be said without a word

It is in your ability to look down your nose

at those of whom you do not approve

You place a label on them and make sure that they know

That they are just not as good as you

Your full of bull

You dont know what is real 

And i wonder do you know how to feel?

You miss so much living in your bubble

Never giving the different a chance

Never feeling music in your soul

Never allow it to dance

But instead of trying to reach down to your level

I choose to only feel pity for the loss in your life

Wish you a change of heart

And before it is too late for you the chance to restart.