Dust

There were these people who seek happiness out of other people's misery. Those who'd pull you down when you're above, who'd push you down when they leveled, and kick you in the gut when you hit bottom ground. 

These people are too insecure with themeselves, so they attempt to cover it up by pointing fingers and sniffing your tracks hoping they could find something to point at. 

We call them crabs for they have this idealism that they decide who must be at the top (which mostly they find high regard for themselves). We call them trolls. They throw stones at those who pass by the bridge they never even own, yet to scared to have balls during confrontations. We call them haters, for reasons that their life must've given them so much to kill their inner kindness that they rely on their ability to breed hatred towards those who kept on playing the game of living.

Never mind these people. You don't need them towards your goal. Being at the top doesn't equate that you've succeeded . Their presence doesn't got any use, not even a leverage, on your path towards success. Crush any obstacles, including those who bring you down. Behead those trolls so they could keep up with with that insecurity without a head and without some balls. 

It is your life, your challenge, your journey to find the sole purpose of living and success. These people are just bumbs scattered on the road that you can easily run through and crush, compared to the biggest challenges along the way. 

Put your head up high and just dust these boogers off.

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