the thief

thief

she’s got it all figured out,

nice job, nice car, nice guy, nice life,

scrolling through her feed leaves you starving,

it makes you want to starve to get that body,

there may be no correlation but between the body and the life but you try,

you try to emulate through imitation,

unaware that filters filter out in an effort to enhance,

unaware that comparison is the thief that left you without a chance,

it’s kinda hard to love the life you live and even more the skin you’re in when your measurement for success is set by other peoples ‘accomplishments,’

it’s kinda hard to hard to be satisfied and even more content, when your joy is based on circumstances out of your control,

you’ve got it all figured out,

where you are is where you are,

you have and don’t need,

you have life.

 

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