No Longer a Diamond

The look of doubt on the faces of people I thought I knew 

Trying to push me off the ladder of success 

For my hands have chalk 

making my grip untouchable

This ladder is made of led 

And I am made of iron 

I dare you to throw a bolder up to the step I stand steady 

Though most days my hands still shake when they grip

For I am scared of my future 

that I use to think was carved in a diamond 

In only a few years you could not see a shine

Now my life seems like a sand storm 

Something I can never see through 

I am stuck 

I can't look forward 

And I can't look back 

And a lot of the time it is hard to see the present