The Past Few Weeks

Recently I've been feeling that at their feet I'm kneeling
And I cannot reach the ceiling because they're holding me back
And although I'm scared to do it, I know if I don't I'll rue it
And I know that I'll get through it, and get things back on
track.
They think that they can break all that I'm trying to make
Their idle worship's fake, they don't believe in what they say
I pity those with no ambition because I have enough cognition
And I keep the old tradition - I might find happiness today.

(I wrote this poem after a period of depression - I'd been arguing with
my best friend, my grandpa had just died and my grades at school were
dropping because of all the strain. The poem is about realising that
you can't let things get on top of you, you just have to be strong and
know that things will get better. The rhyme scheme is meant to mimic
"Hornpipe" by Cecil Day Lewis.)