Ever wondered why our lives are not as amazing as other people?
I asked myself thousands of times,
thinking
and
guessing
that it might be because of
this
and that
and could probably
because of this
and that
as well
Little did I know
when I looked up at other people
they were looking back at me
whispering
I wish I had a life like yours
That moment when I realised
everyone is never gonna feel
enough
with what they have.
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Author:
fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It’s a strange hunger; we are never quite enough for ourselves.
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Comments2
What is normal for one is not for another and we are never satisfied always wanting more or something that we are not. Nicely done
Indeed. Thanks 🤓
Most welcome
I find it hard to believe… there are those that are satisfied… old and youthful
That’s the paradox
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