They said I was rude and made callous remarks
Let there be awareness gently lighting those sparks
They told me it was best that I leave him alone
Let there be reflections guiding your patience zone
They think that I’m stupid and my directions all wrong
Let there be signposts and listen to their song
We can tune into many tones of love and temptations
Let there be moments, pleasure without ramifications
They class me as a snob because of my point of view
Let there be new classifications, JUST them and JUST you
They call me insensitive and believe that I’m mean
Let there be feedback, find your treasures unseen
They laugh at my suffering, make fun of my struggle
Let there be humour in this pain you must juggle
He watched me walk away nursing my heavy heart
Let there be forgiveness instead of tearing this apart
JUST love
PussyFoot whiskers sense guardian whispers… conversation with angels
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