They (Critics)

All my life they taunted me,

Although I ignored it with glee,

They say I didn’t do anything,

Also, they were the brains behind everything,

I was between the devil and the deep blue sea,

However we were cast in the same mould,

Was something they did not see,

And tears that I could not hold.

They repeated that we were as different as chalk and cheese,

Still in their group I tried to squeeze,

They had totally clipped my wings,

Being dogs in a manger, they did not allow me to enter the ring.

They treated me like an empty bottle,

Although I did work with full throttle,

The solution was not calling me a nerd,

However they seemed as keen as mustard.

Always they seemed like hammer and tongs,

Still I was unaware of what were my rights and what were my wrongs.