The Proving Ground
You are not the same person you used to be
You turn your nose up with a downward frown
Just to let me know you do not want me around
It is such a heartache to know
You only wanted me when you were down and low
Sharing your love was a wonder to behold
The most beautiful story to ever be told
Now when you see me you turn your head
Forcing back my hellos for tears instead
The joys we shared we will never have again
You have climbed up the latter from whence you came
Cruel and heartless are some of the ones who succeed
They come from a roofless and selfish breed
I hope the time never comes when the day you shall fall
I applauded you for your success, accomplishments and a
Now that I have continued my own life to live
I've given to you everything my heart can give.
For myself I am happy but for you I am sad
Good never comes from that that turns bad
Do not let your life become the proving ground
For people who succeed and tumble back down
Life can come full circle for which there seems to
be no ends
Always remember never to turn your back on your friends
You can take this to heart or be like a circus clown
It is a lot harder to get up than it is to fall down
For when you find yourself reaching for the ones who care
Take care for you may find that nobody is there
Heed the moral of the story for this is true
The people you shun may do the same to you
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