Tequilla sour

Most of the time I don’t understand why people uses me as their benchmark… as their competitor.
I’m not the smartest girl in the world, though I also believe that I’m not the dumbest.
Right now, I am exhausted! People want to prove that they are smarter than me by trying to bend me.
YES, it is bending!
Why can’t they be confident by being who and what they are?
Why must they overcome other people?
Believe you me, I absolutely agree that I need to learn more, but why can’t you see that you also need to learn more?
I just wish that we all could complete each other and work together, than spending the energy to… what? So what if you can prove that you are goddamn smarter than me?
Is that an accomplishment? Is that you life’s achievement?
How more can your life be even more sadder??
I am no one, I tell you. Bending me doesn’t prove anything.
It’s just telling the world that you are better than… nothing!
If you see me happy and enjoys life, it’s because I learn to let go.
I learn to be grateful,  grateful that life has taught me, grateful that life has given me the chance to feel and to fall.
I am not your benchmark, your mind is playing trick on you.