Dejection to the Raise

Life has it's up's and down's and probably rising for the ashes you burnt in, is the best remedy to your smile

Dejection to the Raise

A midst a crisis, or at least you think of it as one;
You're drowning that smile, that could perhaps light up the dark.
You're dejected, filled with regret, 

to have lost that something, you gave your best at.
You tend to lose hope, faith in everything you do,
that last bit of self morale is wearing out too...
Standing up seems a crime,
talking for yourself an absurd regime.
Confidence a myth, tears overflow,
drama is the word they use to describe you now!
You're better than just that, you sure know;
all you need is that one person to pull you through. 
Dependent? Hell not! 

You have to be that somebody, who can fix your own throw.
You tend to feel like;
You're just like another garment worn, and then used n thrown.
A soul to them they can eat upon, use, squish and tossed around.
Harsh the treatment, weird the reality,
an illusion you perceive yourself onto.
To eat at you, well yes they wait for it, 
but a solid core reason, they keep looking for it.
Perfect to stand tall, with wit and might to prove it all,
why do you want to dwell into the ugly crowd?
They don't own you to judge you, 
they don't know you to talk about you;
Shell shock, dumbstruck at what people can say, do or think? 

Well, welcome to reality with open eyes my friend!
Fade out the negatives, give a shot at the positive;
life won't be a bed of roses, but the thorns will reduce.
You are full till the brim, 

to deal with a load of work and a ring to every task, 

that can make you wear a mask;
to be pleasant, charming and caring all the time, 

through all that work, that mess of college, those moods you cannot define.
"He/she did that? OMG such a b***h/b*****d, you're awesome you know it too,

 I understand what you feel, don't be a coward and cry for you appeal"
That's your mundane crowd when you're up to complain, 

but who actually realizes the real pain?
The hard work, the zest of potential, 

that one expectation you had for years long gone!

 Then when you cry, and accept the situation,

 things happen to change their side and you hear the following;
"Grow up, get over it, big deal, there's always a next time, 

hard work doesn't always pay off!" 
If they can measure life in coffee spoons, 

why would you waste time in dealing with absolute brutes?
People will come and go, situations might at times over flow...
Get a grip on yourself and your emotions so tight,
that no mighty beast can shake you alright!
Self centered negative animals,
are carnivorous and will tear all your values.
Are you sure the foundation is so weak, 
to be lost at the hand of such beasts?
Now you'd say to yourself, 

come off it, am I that immature, 

to let myself down and fall to such a low stature?
Believe in your self,

 raise up, for you know that smile can sure light up the dark.
The ashes are grey, dull and pointless,

 but if you can raise up from the unimportant, 

and show the world your colorful persistence, 

they sure know the point is to notice how important you are!
Confussled at what you're feeling, it's a reality check in.
Stupefied, or a state of slumber, you've put yourself through a hard month over.
Wake up, walk through, those people, places cannot get at you!
Bold, tall, witty, admiring, calm and pleasant a face so fascinating!
Who can deny that beauty?
Specially when she flaunts it and kills all your misery,
Win her, or win over her,
She has ridden and risen from the un-trodden,

 it will take a life time now to ride her back in.
Trouble her, annoy her, or even get her pissed, 
like a vulture she'll eat at you, and you'll only feel the kick of a kangaroo. 
Sarcasm now will get a new meaning,

 when she displays her inner true feelings;
sting or slander with her words that have the power, 

to empty your soul of the ego that wanders.