There’s a mountain we all climb,

With rocky edges and rough patches.

But does your naïve mind even see it?

That this mountain gives you scratches?

 

I’ve learned quite a lot,

In such a short amount of time,

About how far I can go,

And how far I can climb.

 

I’m surely not the same…

As I was back then.

I’ve learned quite a lot,

So let me tell you, my friend.

 

My mind used to stay closed,

Sealed and shut tight.

I thought these people were good,

Hopeful, and filled with light.

 

I knew people weren’t perfect?

Especially me…

But I thought I could change that,

And make this a better place to be.

 

Those rocky edges and rough patches,

Are the people around you.

They’re pulling and dragging,

And innocent you had not one clue.

 

You keep moving,

Knowing you can’t quit,

But suddenly you’re at the bottom,

…you’ve been hit.

 

As you look up towards the sky,

A tear falls down your face.

When did this world become,

Such a selfish and hurtful place?

 

Why break promises?

When you could have it all…

Why be mistrustful?

And make someone fall.

 

While you lay there helplessly,

Your body takes one last breath.

Was it worth it “friends”, “family”, “world”?

To create my sad and lonely death?

 

I was doing so good,

Building myself up and up.

But these people I call supporters,

Knocked me down like a small pup.

 

Before my eyes could finally shut,

I had figured something out.

People will build you up and tear you down,

But you have to trust yourself without a doubt.

 

For people will act like your friend,

And seem like they truly care.

But life’s path isn’t determined,

And it’s certainly not far.