Critical Eyes
Why must you tear me down?
Saying I’m no good or worthless.
You rob me of confidence,
And shove me around.
All my life I’ve done my best.
Why do you continually see life,
through clouded critical eyes.
Life is too short to always frown.
Try to look for the good in all you see.
Build people up instead of tearing them down.
Put on a smile, set your criticism free.
Bonnie J. Cutts 4-17-02
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