don't laugh at me - mark wills

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 C Bird

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