Spending too much time on Instagram,
seems like everyone is a success and it starts to bother me,
because I am not successful for my own reasons,
but i should know that they only smile for the camera
that they only show the good sides of their lives
and the bad
I don’t get people
I would rather show the bad sides of my life
and take the worse pictures
that’s more authentic to me
showing people the real you
but I am blind and crippled to the doors
of success at 39
I don’t have my shit together
and I feel like it will never happen
i care, but I write and create or
whatever.
a story of success in my head
that does not come true,
blah, that sounds like self pity
and that’s stupid
I have been brainwashed to believe in success
pitiful i am
for it doesn’t exist nor my blues either