The Silent Pressure POEM Have you felt Belittled and scorned You are walking alone What everyone is doing The one to be left out Each time to be And who are the have-nots Those who go through it, Either they are driven Who unwillingly follow? They belong Or else they will be called Outcasts or looked down upon Sometimes when they rebel Knowing it will be difficult To walk the path alone, So they start grudgingly And carry resentment, unhappiness Can’t make up their mind And always follow a path Which others have to tread on. SHARE ARTICLE Most Read