They say those who make it from the bottom,
Never get to see the top
That even though a tender soul has fallen
Their struggles never seem to stop.
Unfortunately, assuming it's true,
People try to silence reality,
That's why the truth can seem misconstrued
Not acknowlodging the problem's gravity.
Sometimes one's ambition may hurt,
It unravels perhaps since birth,
And even though the nature of life is short
We fail to see those who aroused,
And made it from the dirt.