Instagram, 1:06 am
Watching many traveling the world. Achieving so much. Living my dreams.
It makes me drown in envy.
Why can't I be like them?
Deep down, I know why.
All the magic I see on Instagram lies in photography.
I know, I, too, can do this, but I will not only see the good parts. I will see everything I need to go through until I finally reach the good part.
But it's easy to forget reality and even easier to drown in envy.
YOU ARE READING
the rain you come across...
Poetry...and the sunrays that find you My and (if you'd like to share) your thoughts. Cringy & edgy, I'm aware. But here, we do not stare
