There are times when I look at wealthy people with envy, jealousy, hate & anger.
They have all that they want, with little effort.
From my perspective, my environment, my reality.
Everything feels overwhelmingly unfair.
Like the poor child with faded hand-me-down clothes.
Watching the spoiled rich classmate,
that flaunts every new item his parents buy him to the rest of the class.
When these emotions fill my mind with incomprehensible ideas.
I sometimes relish a few outlandish realities.
As if to experience the life of spoiled wealth child.
I devote my life towards arcane arts so in time I could posses such a body, and swap places.
Or the reality of devoting myself to a deity, offering sacrifices to live such a life in my next.
Escapism tends to quell me.
But until I reach my success,
I find myself as the frog at the bottom of the well.
The frog at the bottom of a well
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Kuro_0ni
Cocooned in a Life transition, Male
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