All of Us

Outweighed

It's a tale as old as any other.

Did you realize I was too strange, too vibrant a being for you?

Did you realize that you will never compare to me?

I do not speak of grades, nor looks (though I far outweigh you here, too).

I speak of life.

For while I am living,

You are studying.

While I am living,

You are doing nothing but wasteful things.

While I live,

You will be stuck.

Stuck here in this small town I know

You never plan to leave.

But I want to see it all.

I want everything in life

And you want nothing at all but what is expected of you.

You are too afraid to disappoint.

I am not.

I am only afraid of disappointing myself,

That at the end of it all, I will look back and say,

Where did my years go?

And why were they wasted?