Look at those floundering,

Falling

Fools.

They struggle,

They try,

And fail,

And we laugh.

We sit,

We watch,

And we judge.

We think we’re better.

We succeeded where they failed,

We were prepared,

And they

Just

Weren’t.

Did they not know better?

Did they listen when they were told?

Why was it them and not us?

But, most of all,

Why does it

Make

Me

Happy?

We’re all falling, failing, floundering,

So why?

Because it wasn’t us?

I’ll tell you something:

I am the fool,

I wasn’t prepared,

I failed where they succeeded,

And they

All

Laughed