Having so many plans,
but feeling like the people are becoming huge obstacles,
being in my way.
It's disheartening for someone to say,
"you'll never reach your goal"
but in a oh-so subtle way.
Yeah, I struggle with life,
yet they don't see.
Maybe that's a good thing
don't show your weakness and they'll admire you for long.
It's the only way I'll survive in this world I call home.
I find it hard trying to keep sane;
I see them smiling a smile that doesn't reach their eyes.
Hate the idea of ever giving up,
knowing how it'll make them happy.
I want to be the one who has the last laugh,
and change their mocking grin in to a frown.
Question is, how long can I carry on?
When I sometimes wanna admit defeat.
It's their not-so-loud voice that gets me,
like I can't hear their speech.
All because I got up and did the impossible,
while they talk from their seats.
Is it a case of jealousy or out of human stupidity?
Having formed the words,
ready to give them a piece of my mind.
But i stop ...
I've been brought up never to hate,
but to forgive instead.
So I pray silently, its the only weapon that I have.
Now answer me this;
"You seem to talk the talk but can you walk the walk?"
No? Well ... allow me.