Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2016
Comparing yourself
to others who, unlike you,
succeeded in their goals
is a feeling akin to the one you get
when you watch a bright multicolored parade speed away
its colors meshing together until it becomes
a large, shiny mass of obnoxiousness
the paraders clearly having fun, their screams of joy
slowly being drowned out by the roaring in your ears
the rise of water within yourself
filling the tub of depression
"I could have been in that parade", you whisper
as you miserably watch them leave you behind
*"I deserved to be in that parade--
but was i meant to be there?"
Wrote this while crying. Didn't end up getting into something I had prepared for months on. Sounded petty to my rationale, sounds petty now.
eva crown
Written by
eva crown
583
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems