There's something about the color of a person hair.
That makes people give an opinion of them.
Some claim that a blond is dumb.
When most are pretty, pretty smart.
There charms has people wanting them upon their arms.

And the red heads gets accused of being hot tempered.
Which isn't  a total truth about them.
They just going about doing their business.

Then there's the burnettes.
Whom seems to gets little mention to either way.
But they mirror the blondes and red heads in many ways.

Make them mad and witness the explosion.

And there's something about a person skins.
That exposes more about us as a nation.
We live in a world of denials.
When accused of being this or that.
But your voices makes many things a fact.

Even with God watching us.
He can't stand that.

He placed us here to get along.
He send many, many messages of truth to us.
He question's our reasoning.
But leaves the answers up to us to figure out.

Like, why we judge one another?
When none of us is better then the other.

It just something about us.
And it has nothing to do with love.
Simply, because it scares us.

Oh !Do not love
If you do not have the ability to solve the aftermath of love….

Some states that everyman fantasy is to be with two women.
Well, what about twins?
Or triplets?
Especially the men married to them.

When asked, if they think of the other.
They denies it.
But, I'm sure the friends they know doesn't buy it.

It's like men looking at another woman.
When she walks by.
He knows the truth is to deny looking.
Although, he was caught by his woman's eyes.

The biggest myth for a man.
Is not to admit to things that might get out of hand.

Unfortunately or maybe fortunately everyone reaches that point
With someone else
The point of no return
Where you know far too much
But recieve far to little
Where that line is burned in you skin
The designated boundaries  you cannot cross
Because you would never risk it all
That point of no reverse
Stuck in neutral
Stuck in the mud
Stuck in a friendship
Stuck in that zone