Drowning

iv : don't

don't look at me as if i am a brat.

don't give me that condecending look.

you don't know what its like to pour your heart, soul, and mind into something... only to recieve mediocre back

you don't know how it feels to be pushed aside when you've trained harder than all else. just sitting on the sidelines, waiting for your turn.

you don't know how it is to forsee that you'll never ever be the best even though you hope and try to get to the top.

while i cry tears of sorrow over my mishaps. while i mourn my effort that has perished in vain. you sit in your bedroom wasting away time.

you all claim to work hard at something.

but here's the truth:

you'll never ever understand how i feel because you'll never ever put forth the effort to even get to my point of dissatisfaction

i am not greater than you, for you are most likely greater than i.

but do not think it it so simple to let go