When all that you do is made out to be wrong,
and there is nothing more to try.
It can feel like your words have been muted,
no matter how loud you cry.
When a person will not hear what is to be heard,
and only registers the opinions in their own mind.
Your life becomes a lonely place to be in,
No escape or release to help you unwind.
The weight you carry, starts to make you drag you feet in the dust,
Scrapping the dirt and picking up the grime,
Of bitterness, resentment and discust.
Your ***** and dusty path will take you no-where,
So you must always pick up your feet,
Change the direction to the scenic route,
and smile to all you great.
So although there is that one person,
Who choses to knock you back.
Remember you can take the higher ground,
and find the more sunlite track.
For when people drag you down.