How low are these people?
How low do they steep?
When they will do anything
Just to feel good...they'll make you weep,
Yet some are different
Yes it's hard to believe
Yes there are loving people
To provide the relief,
If you find these people
Hold on to them if you can
Because they'll brighten that day
That has become hard to stand,
It's horrible that there
Is more of the evil
Because they make that hill
Just a little bit steeper,
This poem is just a chance
To reach out to those
Who think life is glance
And leave it to close.
