Paper People

If people were like paper

And were made from great big trees

How much would you appreciate them?

How much would their value really mean? 

Would you tattoo their flesh with hearts? 

Would you write lovely words on them? 

Or would you crumble them up and throw them away

Hoping to never see them again? 

If people were like paper

Would you finally be able to see

See how your words affect them?

See the hurt underneath? 

How broken you made them feel? 

How crumbled they are inside? 

If people were like paper

A straight one would be hard to find

For life throws everyone curve balls

And life isn't always sweet

We are constantly straightened out as best as can be

After we overcome a defeat

But the wrinkles in that paper

Will always be there

The stains of the past can't be washed away

Yet they can't be seen by a simple stare

People guard their feelings

With the expressions on their face

No one truly knows the person inside

No one knows what they been through to date

If people were like paper

It would be so neat

Because we could all see that we aren't perfect

Yet we all are still very unique

We could understand that everyone's been hurt

We could see that many have overcame

And the wrinkliest of paper people

Had a lot to overcome