A road to somewhere.

Let's all stop for a moment. Stop and just think. 
Turn off the screens and machines that make us all squint. 
And think ... 

Life is like but path that leads to success.
Obstacles that want you sprawled are merely just a test. 
Some walk this path fast, others do so slow. 
Some will dig themselves under, hide, and dwell there down below. 
Some dilly dally, procrastinating on infatuations, and all that they desire. 
Some are content with a leisurely stroll, the journey itself all that they require.  
Others stop to stare at billboards, others wander round and round. 
Becoming the king of sour grapes, hate and bitterness their crown. 
To cheer as you go careering passed, is not something they will do. 
To see you doing what they have never done, means envy will ensue. 
They'll shout, they'll scream, to slow you down, hoping you'll react. 
Anything to distract you and to keep you turning back. 
Away from your goals, to where they all stand. 
Insults are invisible objects thrown to steer you from your plans. 
Their words mean nothing, nothing! you don't have to turn around. 
But if you absolutely have to, don't retreat but stand your ground. 
The power they have you've given them, bequeathing lies that you are sold, 
are told by those with no initiative to travel up the road. 
Maybe they just want some company, for it looks lonely over there. 
But to expect anything from tactics so heinous, doesn't at all seem fair. 

We choose those we love dearly, to join us on our path.
Those who'll push us on, inspire and make us laugh. 
The pathway is littered with people, and they're all on their way.
Having their ups and their downs, their good and bad days. 
We're all on this path together, so why not help, 
everyone else by assisting yourself.
Because if you're pushing people along, then they'll surely push too, 
and those who pull us back will whittle down to a few. 
We'll never eradicate them all, bullies will always exist.
I know, it's truly unfair, it really is, but listen to this. 
They have the most miserable lives of all, this indeed is true. 
Their only goal is to bring you down and to make you feel as they do. 
Always remember what they say has little to do with you.
And says everything about them, so never let them pollute.
Pollute you with the garishness with which they are trapped. 
Indulging these morons is to fill a glistening smile with plaque. 
Do not pity these people, just leave them behind. 
Get beyond where they can reach, and you'll see, you'll be just fine.
Leave them with their misery, and their ineffectual words. 
People like that, if left alone, always get what they deserve. 

So if life is a pathway, or a road of sorts,
hypothetical of course and not one laid out in chalk. 
Then the only real goal is to be on your way.
Not to stop, not to sit, not to wait and just age. 
Turn off the screens, lets see where we are. 
Open our eyes as well as our hearts. But those people, the ones that's judge and scream with no path of their own,
can stay where they are, miserable and alone. 
You can be as be as fantastic as you please, and I'll tell you how.
All you have to do is try, so why not do it now. 
This path is yours, make it yours, give it your all, it's a thrill.
And remember in the darkest times the sun lays in wait over the next hill.
So it's time to get moving, don't you think? Who cares if you skid. 
Slip, scrape a knee, break a leg or blow your lid.
The road is their to conquer, it's up to you kid. 
Because if you don't, you'll walk an empty road forever, wishing that you did.