Critical people with their criticising words
And their hurtful obligations
With no idea about the person or heart
As they criticise without direction
Criticism, so hard on the mind
Like a blow directed at the chest
For no matter how much you get used to it
It will never let you rest
Those critics in the society
Their words like knives to you....
But don't let the words overtake you
For in life you can always find a brighter hue
Those words could mean the world to you
Or maybe nothing at all
Those words could rise like the wild tide
Drowning you ...leaving you to sprawl
Those words could shape your very world
They could even change your own future
Or maybe it could be a barrier
And let your dreams be butchered
Those people will be the ones to stay
They will always be there, watching you
But you should think when you're alone
Should you let your dreams go askew?
Should you even listen to them or not
Should you be the one to fall?
Should you be the one who always thinks the worst,
Should you even be the one to left crawl?
Maybe they weren't wrong at all
Maybe they even meant well
But will you let it make you strong
Or just go into your shell?
©AkshayaGadre