Do you fear those who are different?

We all walk a different path yet we stand on the same plane

What in the world is a world?

Why fear a place of constant change?

You are you and I am I and for some reason, we can’t see eye to eye

If I took out one of my eyes and traded mine with yours..

How different would I see?

Would my turquoise trees end up drenched in green?

Maybe the feelings I feel would end up bursting at the seams

To think so alike, that doesn’t sound so nice

We’d end up getting nowhere

In a world that was far too similar

too much of the same

I’m glad we're so different

But even though that’s a good thing

Doesn’t mean to be mean

Each life is precious and just because we’re different doesn’t mean we can’t be on the same team

How does it make you feel when someone isn’t the same as you?

Why?