The Different Path

The Different Path

They pick on you
Play tricks on you
They talk behind your back
A hundred whispers to your one
to tempt you from your track

They mock your path
They block your path
They do it every day
For sheep aren't meant to wander off
and go the other way

They sneer at you
Put fear in you
So scared that you'll go far
and then they point and laugh at you
to cram your head with scars

They think the same
They shrink the same
when you are not afraid
and friends begin to follow you
The scars and bullies fade

You go so far
You grow so far
Proud what you became
You made it down the different path
and beat the plague of same

©2009 Mark Bird