A normal moment in a normal day
You just look around, something you always do
You sit down on a bench just like you always do
And you start self loathing per usual.
With every passing stranger, thinner than you
With every passing child, happier than you
With every passing adult, more successful than you
With every blowing wind, more powerful than you
You look around for hours, just like every day
You admire everything around you, but not yourself
Because you are not like them, you know you dont deserve to live a life where everything is so perfect but you
You look at the falling leaves with a hope to find your match, weak and defeated
But even those leaves , even if they are falling , they fall with elegance , with such grace
You will never even be like those...
You wont ever be as good as the worst thing on this planet
You were never a part of it
So keep watching its beauty from aside...
