Truth is, not ever is everyone gonna like you.
You're not gonna please every person that expects a certain level of whatever from you.
There are always gonna be those select few that don't like you- for a reason that's legitimate, copied, discriminant, or even no reason at all.
It can be hard sometimes, knowing that you tried your very best to be good, but you still couldn't get that last needed vote.
Truth is, you're not ever gonna like everyone.
So acceptance is key when not everyone likes you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem