You walk the path, you do your best,
You bear your heart, you face the test.
But even as you rise or fall,
Remember this, you can't be loved by all.
Some will cheer, their voices kind,
While others seek to twist your mind.
No matter how you try to please,
Their hearts may still withhold the keys.
The world is vast, its souls unique,
With different ways their truths they speak.
What one will praise, another shuns,
A race you’ll lose before it’s won.
You’ll meet the ones who see your light,
And others blinded by their fight.
No fault of yours, no blame to bear,
Just hearts and minds beyond repair.
Yet in this truth, a lesson lies:
Your worth is not in others’ eyes.
To chase approval, to seek their nod,
Is to lose the love you owe to God.
Be true, be kind, but stand your ground,
For love that’s real is freely found.
The ones who matter will always stay,
While others’ love will fade away.
So don’t despair when voices stray,
When hearts grow cold or turn away.
For every loss, a gift is near,
A chance to grow, a love sincere.
The world will never all agree,
On who you are, or what they see.
But in your heart, let this be law:
You can’t, and shouldn’t, be loved by all.
For love that’s true is not a race,
It’s found in moments, time, and space.
So cherish those who see your soul,
And let the rest release control.