I don't compare myself to others.
I compare myself to what others expect of me, everyday, all the
time.
Wheather or not I'm the perfect person who is skinny and
pretty, always gets perfect grades, always follows the rules and
never talks back, who never does anything wrong.
Everyday hoping that expectations will stop and I can finally
sleep.
That I can finally be free of what people want.
But it never does.
