Poetry's Tale to Tell

One In A Trillion

Cold. . .

In a room full of people,

But I still feel alone.

Each and everyone of them,

Have pushed me down,

Told me I was weak.

Just a useless nobody,

With no purpose in their life.

Hmm, look who's laughing now?

Only this time it isn't with spite.

They all told me I'd never make it.

That my chances were one in a trillion.

Now look who's coming to kiss my wrist.

The very same people who declared me an outcast!

But now they wish to say that was all in the past!

I can forgive,

But I'll never forget. . .

In the end its them who live with guilt.

Even if they don't feel it,

I know they've paid the price.

Never look down on anyone,

For the roles can reverse/

And you won't like what was done,

Once it's done to you.

They said my chances were on in a trillion,

While theirs were far less than a million.

Well, I have news for you.

I worked every day,

Cried every night,

But still made sure I'd wake up at first light.

I love what I do,

I never did it for any of you.

I could've listened,

Let you all get in my head,

And prove you all right.

No. . .

No, I wasn't going to let some basic bullies,

Tell me to stop doing what I do.

I wasn't going to leave the one thing that kept me going.

Life will never be easy.

But you have two choices.

Start it rough,

Shed your tears,

All so you can beat your fears.

Or start it easy,

And end with many regrets.

Which will give you happiness in the long run?

Never give up.

If you fought for so long,

Don't quit the fight.

End it with a win.

They said my chances were one in a trillion.

Now look where I am.

Not so impossible,

It just didn't seem plausible. .

The point is,

Be that one in a trillion