One step at a time

They say change is easy, a breeze, a flow, If done their way, a path they already know. But they haven't walked your miles, felt the sting, Of trying everything, Yet still not taking wing. They haven't tasted failure, the bitter pill, Of dreams unfurling, then standing still. They haven't known the struggle, the uphill climb, Of pushing through the darkness, one step at a time. So let their words fall light, like feathers on a breeze, For they haven't walked your path, haven't felt your knees. Buckled under the weight, of a fight they haven't known. A battle fought in silence, a battle fought alone. You've given everything a go, no matter what the cost, Had courage to keep on trying, even when you felt lost. For even in the struggle, strength is found. A resilience that whispers, "I will rise from the ground". So hold your head high, let their words fade away. You've walked your own path and that's enough to say. For the journey you've taken, the battles you've faced, Have shaped you, defined you, a spirit embraced. And one day, when they stumble, their path unclear, They'll remember your strength, your unwavering cheer. And realise that change, for some, is a steeper climb, A journey of resilience, one step at a time.