Courage to Be Kind

Sweetheart, think how much better it would be
 If you through life could just preserve your beauty.
 It really doesn't matter much to me
 I don't know why you think it is your duty
 And don't you think that through some kindly thought -
 You've got much better chance to change the world
 Those wrinkles on your face, dear,
 Those bags beneath your eyes
 Are but the evil trace, dear,
 Of temper, spite and lies.
 Why can't you just be kind, dear,
 Why...
 Consider, sweetheart, if you smiled always
 How much, through weeks, your face might be improving
 In place of which, in these unhappy days,
 You go to beauty shops for the removing
 Of imperfections, wrinkles,
 Blemishes and ugly spots
 Why, when a smile will serve, you look for this these resorts?
 Why can't you raise a grin, sweet,
 And be a little beauty?
 Cause shining from within sweet
 Has always been your duty.
 So, for our sake, why can't you make
 An effort to be glad.
 Just see yourself the way I do
 Trust me you're not that bad.