Some think I’m rude

Some think I’m crude

Some think I’m shy

And don’t understand why

Some think I’m quiet

And wouldn’t cause a riot

Some think my power

Comes hour upon hour

Some say I talk too much

And lack a tender touch

While some think I fear

What’s coming up the rear

Some think I love to fight

And don’t know what’s right

While some think I don’t care

And have nothing to share

Some think I waste time

And forget about my prime

But God was there from my inception

And all this is perception